I am the only person in my friend group not in a relationship, a swinging single floating in the midst of the happily coupled. Nights out are often curtailed early. Someone’s boyfriend is tired, someone else’s boyfriend has the stomach flu. One couple stayed out too late and now has to go home to rest… READ MORE »
This weekend, I went to Vermont to see my best friend from childhood get married. It was really wonderful; there’s a special feeling that comes from witnessing someone you knew as a child celebrate such an adult occasion, you know? And it’s also rare that I’m around people outside of my own family who can… READ MORE »
“So … are you single?” It’s a question we expect people to have one of two answers to: Yes, or no. You’re either single or you’re not.
But what about all the various degrees of singlehood? Some single people I know haven’t been on a date in years; others are on a date every… READ MORE »
I have written before about how much I enjoy living alone. I got my own apartment shortly after my fiancé and I broke up; though I did very much enjoy cohabiting with him — having roommates in college and in my first years in NYC, not so much — I quickly discovered that living alone… READ MORE »
WTF, Florida?!?! Residents of Tampa received a mailer about mayoral candidate Rose Ferlita warning them that this deranged harpy is “Unmarried. Unsure. Unelectable.” What kind of freak wouldn’t be married? Someone who is unfit for public office, that’s who! Rose Ferlita “put her political ambitions first and foremost,” the mailer reads, “while her opponent is… READ MORE »
I was on the phone with my friend Beth, a 31-year-old international sales exec at a major Hollywood film studio.
“I can’t believe a four-year relationship could end with us living on two separate coasts,” she said, “But he was traveling so much and I finally just told him, ‘This is not what I… READ MORE »
In the six weeks or so since my wedding, I’ve had a chance to reflect on how my life has changed as a married woman. There are a few subtle differences (extra ring on my left hand, saying the phrase “my husband,” cooking with fancy pots and pans), but the truth is, life hasn’t changed… READ MORE »