My favorite conversation of the week! Remember how I said Hinge rocks because it has a field for height? Well, turns out this might not work too well in my favor: I just have a few issues with this: His first message. Like, yes, the height I posted is accurate. We have talked before about how I … More Moments: Some guys just don’t get it
Ah, the personal bio. That looming, blank space that greets you when you create a new dating profile, excited about the thousands – nay, millions – of potential suitors/drink-buyers at your beck and call. Don’t. Fuck. Up. So, what to include? The super deep lyrics to your absolute favorite song of Summer 2015 this week? “KCCO“?* Your … More Moments: Your bio will make or break you
I think I finally found someone worthy of my super-like.
… No response. Sorry, L.
… Automatic right swipe
In the presence of alcohol (homemade Sangria* the drink of choice on this particular night), I ask the hard-hitting questions to my Tinder matches. Some take it better than others. Sorry? *I had a watermelon left over from a work event (don’t ask) and I chopped it up and put it in wine. Sangria!
We’re getting married in November.
NOOOOO NO MORE COUPONS
Be still, my heart.
Context: This dude wasn’t cute, but I swiped right on him because his bio promised to tell me what celebrity I look like. He wasn’t helpful. Also, gentlemen, “Pasty” is not a nice descriptor of a pale girl’s skin. Porcelain, fair, ANYTHING else…