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a.k.a. “iPhone: A Love Story” Author’s Note: This is not a promotional story about an iPhone.  This is the story about how my phone helped me fall in love.    To start this story off, I feel the need to clarify that we did not meet on Tinder.   I recently reconnected with an old friend of mine.   Okay, I say friend, but what I really meant was someone that used to come into my work and I would relentlessly flirt with because she was a 10 and IRead More

  1. You sort of catch on that the guy you’ve been talking to might have feelings for you, and that freaks you out. 2. Like, you’re filled with a combination of confusion and inexplicable dread. The type of inexplicable dread that just weighs on you, paralyzes you. 3. Being physically intimate with someone is easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy. “This guy is going to see me naked? Who gives a fuck?” But if he asks you about your goals, or fears, or god forbid, what you want out of this relationship, your mouth seals shutRead More

I woke up the other morning, in company of a stray popcorn kernel (I get rowdy on Friday nights) and it dawned on me, suddenly.  I can’t remember the last time I cried, minus that Saturday night I didn’t get a bacon wrapped hotdog and I was starving.   I do feel disappointed that I let myself suffer in a relationship that was no longer serving me, but I’m not heart broken any longer. I mostly feel relieved that I don’t have to have sexual intercourse like a married forty yearRead More

Chances are, if you’re reading this website, you’re somewhere in the same broad demographic that I am: 18 – 35. I read a lot of similar sites and try to consume content written by people who are in similar places in their lives. It helps me, in some ways, to know that people go through the same struggles as other people. To that end, many of the columns here and other places regarding relationships and relationship advice focus on people in their early to mid 20s; jumping from relationship toRead More

I recently went on what I can only describe as the most romantic date I have ever been on in my life. The guy, who I’d already hung out with and gotten to know, and whom I already really liked, found a wine bar in a great neighborhood that we both loved. For the record, I love wine, especially red, and I was flattered that he had already taken the time to find a place that catered to my interests. Leading up to the date, my excitement was ridiculous –Read More

A while ago I wrote an extremely coherent and intelligently worded post on my personal blog, which later appeared on Betches Love This, about why I hate it when dudes ask me to “come over and watch a movie.” Since then I’ve gotten a lot of shit from guys being all, “I don’t see what the big deal is, I pull that move all the time, it’s great and super effective,” blah blah blah. Okay, so I guess I wasn’t clear enough the first time so I’m coming back at youRead More

We have movies called “Friends With Benefits,” “No Strings Attached,” “Sex Drive,” etc., but why? These songs on the radio are all about sex and blowing and sucking and licking. Don’t get me wrong, I am a pleasure seeker myself. As humans, that is something normal for us. What isn’t normal, to me, is how much it is broadcasted. I like sex just as much as the next person, but what happened to being in a committed relationship where sex actually meant something? Call me old fashioned or call meRead More

Because you can’t always do it the easy way…   Think Spend Sunday night marinating in a bath of whiskey and deep thought.  What do you want?  What do you not want?  How do you feel?  Make a pros and cons list if that helps.  But seriously jump in a bubble bath at least and check in with yourself.   Write Tell your feelings to a blank journal page.  Try to make sense of your feelings.   The Decision Decide, almost on a premeditated whim, that you are going toRead More

From personal experience and from seeing my friends relationships crash and burn, I know the single life can sometimes suck. Being single has the benefits of talking to whoever you want whenever you want, flirting constantly, and being able to do you to the fullest. But, what being single leaves out is the semi-permanent (maybe permanent) person whom you can count on, cuddle with, and have a sexual relationship with- with strings attached. When you have a significant other, they remind you of how awesome you are even if youRead More

This could take a while. For starters, I’m pieced together by chocolate and sappy love songs, but you’re going to appreciate the choice you made. Ever since I knew what the opposite sex was and what it entailed, I have been attracted to every species of male. I won’t lie to you, I am a flirt. My personality is bubbly and I am always smiling. When you see me talking to some other guy, don’t get nervous. I am with you for a reason. If I wanted him, I wouldRead More

I firmly believe that when it comes to dating, texting is the actual devil. It is the demise of dozens of relationships and one text can be a game changer for countless others. One text can keep someone up all night in a ball of anxiety, and one vibration of a phone can send someone into a nervous tizzy. If it were up to me, texting would be strictly for use between friends. And not the, “Oh my god, I’m so not into him at all,” friends, I mean actualRead More

I’ve recently found myself, for lack of a better hashtag…#singleasfuck. Not only that but hey, I’m a girl so I have to deal with hormones, PMS and all that fun stuff. The only guy who calls my house is Randy from Chase Visa. Just kidding, I don’t have a house phone. Anyways, drunk grocery shopping led me to find the ultimate lover: a pack of Double Stuffed Oreos. Why are they better than a man you might ask? Well girls, listen up! 1. Oreos NEVER disappoint Oreo after Oreo IRead More

Getting dumped is something I have become well acquainted with during the past couple of years.  I like to blame it on my stint teaching English in Thailand, where an ex-pat lifestyle boasted an environment unsuitable for fostering skills to sustain a relationship and which resulted in a lot of strangers tongues in my mouth on island parties.  When I returned to the U.S. I went out with a lot of men that I was incompatible with, who I catered to, and who were only interesting after a whiskey sour or five.  I didn’t knowRead More

Since the first growth of pubic hair, I have found older men attractive.  Boys my age have always been boys: unimpressive whispers of facial hair, crotchety sweatpants, and that permanent after-game locker room smell.  Maybe it started in 8th grade with my salt-and-pepper haired history teacher, Mr. Rogers.  There was something patriotically sexy about learning the states and their capitals.  And the way he asked how I was each day–it was so meaningful! Since then, my predilection for older men has only intensified. The term silver fox is used to artfullyRead More

We all have a “type” we go for – like you see them from across the bar and you’re like “DAMN! I don’t know your name but excuse me miss/sir/non-gender-specific pronoun, I saw you from across the room…and I’ve got to admit that you’ve got my attention. You’re makin’ me wanna say yo!’”   For me, if I spot a dark-skinned fella (and I mean dark, like Akon, the midnight sky, dark) with saggy jeans, an earring, and a flat-brimmed hat with the stickers left on, OH IT IS ON. This is noRead More