Real stories about dating and relationships in New York City. Truth is more interesting than fiction.

It’s Just As Easy to Marry Rich…

Once again I defer to the late, great Philip Larkin: “They fuck you up, your mum and dad, They may not mean to, but they do”. Recently I’ve become aware that one of my mom’s little “sayings” wasn’t nearly as common or everyday as I’d previously thought. Growing up, I must’ve heard at least a […]
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I’m Kinda a Bad Person, Part Deux

I don’t usually blog in the heat of the moment.  I did last night.  I was annoyed with myself and it was related to dating and I just did it without giving it much thought. And so before I dive into your wonderful comments (and thank you to everyone who took time to comment, both […]
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I’m Kinda a Bad Person

No one could ever accuse me of being a golddigger.  Not with a straight face.  Sure, I’ve dated guys with money (I dated one guy who had a bedroom closet that was bigger than my bedroom and he lived in a better neighborhood than I did) and I’ve dated guys who were broke.  I’ve never […]
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I Choose My Choice

So this morning I was surfing the net when I came across this article in the New York Observer that kind of stopped me in my tracks.   Sure, these aren’t new issues, but the piece struck a chord with me. I’m sure there are already a lot of women writing about this (I found the article […]
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Can’t Buy Me Love

I guess it was about a month or two ago, I was on an already bad date and the guy asks me, out of nowhere, if I would go out with someone who didn’t have a master’s degree or better.  I’m sure I looked at him like he had 2 heads and said that, yes, […]
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