While I am definitely not proud to admit it, I have been in the NYC dating scene for almost a decade (yikes, I know!). And as you can imagine, I encountered many different amazing (and not so amazing) people from all over the world working…
“It happens!” So they say. You meet a pretty cool guy, things start to take off in what you thought was the right direction, and the next thing you know you’re hiring a ghost hunter because YES: they have disappeared forever. It’s over. You’ve just…
It’s 2:00AM on a Sunday. You’re swiping, swiping, swiping—because that’s just what you DO late-night when you’re feelin’ a little frisky. After a few “It’s a Match!” notifications, you notice somebody that you might actually be into; like, holy effing SHIT, this guy looks good!…
“You know that moment when you’re on your phone and your thumb just sort of loses control?” Accidentally creep-liking your current love interest’s Instagram is nothing uncommon. You would be surprised the women I run into who have been secretly looking at their crush’s pics…
“It’s like we’re predetermining our entire love lives based on the luck of the swipe” Tinder is a drug. A few months ago I went on a rant about how the inevitable addiction takes over your entire life. FAST. Before you know it, you will…
“I think it’s time we all stopped hiding from this, and started talking more about dick pics” It all started about six or seven years ago. I was in Columbus, Ohio, and a friend hooked me up with a visiting tattoo artist who TOTALLY wanted to, you…
Valentine’s Day is upon us again, and once again the cynic within is poised to find evidence that love is doomed in America. And if not doomed, then at least destined to be a more pathetic, superficial version of what poets have been clamoring onto…
Tinder, Tinder, Tinder, you evil little devil, you—you stupid, stupid addictive app. How embarrassed I am to ever have downloaded you. But while it might make one weary of online dating (it’s scary out there!), let alone using a virtual Hot or Not app as…
“Reaching with magnificent precision for the moon, but falling into raucous discord on earth.” There has been one show capable of giving me repetitive chills from one episode and that show is Mad Men. Meaning: when this final season ends I’m going to have a really hard time…
“Life is one fool thing after another, where as love are two fool things after each other” —Oscar Wilde THIS JUST IN: Love is dead. Or well, is dying—at least in America. And the inner streak of cynicism running through…