I’m yelling tinder!

wpid-Screenshot_2014-01-21-11-21-53-1.pngThis new phenomenon called Tinder is taking over the dating scene. However, I don’t know how much “dating” actually takes place between the Tinderellas and Tinderonis that are swiping day in and day out. It’s probably one of the most shallow activities I’ve ever participated in yet I can’t get enough of it! It’s something to do while sitting on the metro, wasting time on the porcelain throne, pretending to work out at the gym, or when you just can’t seem to fall asleep [forget counting sheep!]I will probably develop arthritis in my thumb if I keep it up…. so much swiping! If you’re looking for Mr. Right you may want to forgo Tinder and join Match… or go to church [whatever works best for you] but it’s perfect if you’re looking for Mr. Right Now. Personally, I tinder for shits and giggles… I mean, why not? It’s definitely an ego booster when you get a match.

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Hallejulah! Someone finds me remotely attractive based on six random photos of myself [that my friends so lovingly picked for me]! I can finally get on with my day [just kidding]. Now the likelihood of me messaging the stud above is slim to none [because that would make way too much sense and I’m an irrational female] and I definitely won’t be holding my breath while waiting for a witty message from him. Gents, if you do message a girl, don’t ask her if she wants to “cuddle”. We all know what that means, and no, we don’t want to. Okay, well maybe some girls do [all the power to you girlfriend!]. At least buy me a drink before you try to take my pants off… Jeez.

Tinder also allows you to see how many friends you have in common on Facebook, if any, which allows you to Facebook stalk the cute boy thats nearby [sweet!]. This definitely plays a role in my decision to swipe right or left. Always remember, when in doubt, swipe left. I mean, do you really want to risk swiping right to the babe that’s Facebook friends with the crazy girl you used to be friendly with? No, you don’t… unless you’re me because YOLO [yes, I said YOLO. Get over it.]. So in that instance, I did swipe right against my better judgement because he is soOoOo dreamy [luckily nothing bad ever came of it].

Now Tinder isn’t all rainbows and butterflies… the one issue I have with it is that I can’t search for someone based on height. Sure, you may look good but how tall are you? How do you ask your new found stud muffin how tall he is without coming across as a total douche? Being 5’10, I need to know if I am going to tower over you when we meet up for HH after work, because you know I’ll be wearing heels which turns me into a 6’1 sasquatch with a pencil skirt. Tinder tip for all you single fellas: Put your height in your personal statement. Ladies love that shit. 

One plus to Tinder is that there is a plethora of options for you. I came across this gem during my swipe fest one day:

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The fact that someone like this was 5 miles from me makes me a little uneasy [sorry Joey!]…. Oh, and then there’s this type of guy:

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That’s a nice set of abs homeboy, but come on!  If I want to stare at picture perfect abs all day, I’ll hit up Google. At least Google won’t ask me to cuddle. And then there was this:

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It Aint what? Oh right… it aint happening. Next!

One way to spice things up is to let your friends Tinder for you… and it usually involves booze [obviously]. That’s what I like to do anyways. It makes for much more interesting matches and makes me feel like I’m living on the wild side… especially when I have tequila running through my veins. Just make sure your friends have your best interest at heart… otherwise you will end up with your roommate swiping right for EVERYONE [you know who you are!].

So to all you commitment-phobes [like myself] who like the casual dating scene, give it a shot. Make sure you stretch before hand. Your thumb is about to get a good workout. Happy hunting!

Ciao for now.

A little to the left…

sexOnce upon a time…. my friend Gunther and I enjoyed a nice four legged frolic. I mean, what else is there to do when it’s snowing like it’s the north pole… right? Anyways, after the typical pillow talk and exchanging high fives on a job well done, my brain just wasn’t ready to shut off. As Gunther lay there snoring like a big hairy man bear [totally hot!], I couldn’t help but wonder… is it socially acceptable to give your partner tips on how to better please you? Don’t worry… Gunther knows what he’s doing [in case you were worried].

But what if your shagging partner gets lost downtown and never gets to the final destination? What’s the point in boning if you’re not even going to get your rocks off? A’iint nobody got time for dat!

So I say go for it! It’s definitely a sensitive subject, but totally necessary in certain circumstances. But if your dude was just born with talent [like Gunther…and me, obviously], congrats! Keep up the good work!

So to all you fornicating betches out there, if you’re in this pre-dick-a-ment, there are a three ways you can go about this:

  1. Completely ignore the fact that the sex is subpar. At least you’ll be great at faking it. [And maybe you should invest in a battery operated device, as well.]
  2. Passive-agressively point him to a how-to article on the internet, like the Vice Guide to Eating Pussy. Beware: now he knows he sucks. You may have to reap the consequences of that.
  3. Have him put some training wheels on and guide him through the process [my personal favorite].

Whichever way you decide, be sensitive. We all like to think we are masters in the genital region, so it can be easy to get butt hurt when someone says otherwise. Sure, it may be a little awkward to tell him he needs directions, but in the end, both of you will be grateful when you help him steer his way through the vaginal valley of adventure. If he’s a man, he’ll get over the fact that he needs to improve, and focus on the goal ahead. Same goes to you, fellas. Don’t be afraid to tell your woman if she needs help when it comes to your bean stalk. Personally, I always aim to please so I can’t imagine that some constructive criticism wouldn’t be beneficial. Onwards and upwards, my friends!

Ciao for now!

Valentine’s Day

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As many of you know, Valentine’s Day is fast approaching. I’m sure some of you are panicking because you still have yet to plan a romantic evening for your hunny, while some of you are already planning on binge drinking boxed wine and stuffing your face with chocolate because you’re single and alone [been there, done that].

For the first time in my single life, I’m not dreading February 14. Better late then never, right? It feels good, to be honest. Usually Valentine’s Day hovers over me like a menacing storm cloud but not this year. I feel like there is a cluster of singles out there that absolutely despise this so called “Hallmark Holiday”… Actually, I know there are because I use to be one of them. But not anymore! Hallelujah!!

I really do love, love. I know from personal experience that one of the best feelings is loving someone and having them love you in return. It’s fantastic and I genuinely hope that each and every one of you experience it at some point in your life. I’m surrounded by friends and family that are in love and I’m so happy for them. Enjoy the sappiness while it last folks… I’m in rare form this morning!

So to all the couples out there… I hope your little love muffin showers you with love and affection on Valentine’s Day. But not just on February 14. That’s just one day out of many. I believe in  showing your significant other that you love them every single day. And I don’t mean by buying them gifts every day. It’s the little things that matter like asking her how her day went [and actually listening to her while she tells you], making him dinner after a long day at the office, or even telling her how beautiful she is for no reason except to see her smile. See… I am secretly am a hopeless romantic deep down inside!

Valentine’s Day is a day to celebrate your relationships with the ones you love. I will be celebrating the love I have for myself. I know, I know. It probably sounds crazy and selfish but I have been in a committed relationship with myself for a long time, and you know what? I’m happy. So this Valentine’s Day is for me, myself, and I. I love myself and the woman I have become over the years. I hope all of you feel the same way about yourselves, because you deserve it!

It’s also about the love you have for the people that are close to you. So for all you bachelors and bachelorettes out there that are dreading V-Day, don’t! Surround yourself with friends and family that love you. Do something nice for yourself, go out and have a good time [even if that involves binge drinking wine!] and ignore what society says Valentine’s Day is all about. Go celebrate your life, your freedom to do whatever the hell you want, and most importantly, the love you have for YOU!

Ciao for now! screen-capture-4

What Would James Bond Do?

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What would James Bond do? That is the real question.

I recently went on a first date with a fella who lives his life by the motto WWJBD. At first I was a little confused… but intrigued. This confusion quickly turned into admiration. Here’s why ladies… [and gents].

Said fella picked a time and place for us to meet for our first date. Now, I know that seems so typical but let me tell you, it’s not. I have had a slew of first dates where the guy won’t make plans and leaves it all up to me. Big turn off. So this guy already earned a few brownie points in my book. Not only did he pick a place to meet, but he wanted to pick a place that was convenient for me, not for him. Such a sweet gesture, but naturally, I wanted to head into the city which he was perfectly fine with.

Fifteen minutes before out set meeting time, he let me know he was already there. I panicked… why? Well, that’s because that’s what I do. But he reassured me, that he got there early to make sure our table was ready, etc. He also asked what my favorite drink was. Wine, obviously.

I showed up [on time] and said fella pulled my chair out for me. Seriously. I don’t think a guy has ever done that for me. Not only that, but he had the waitress bring my a glass of my favorite wine as soon as I sat down… hence why he asked what my favorite drink was. No, I was not worried about rufies since the drink came straight from the waitress [in case YOU were worried].

Anyways… long story kinda short. This guy was a total gent. It was absolutely refreshing after all the bad/boring/sloppy/annoying dates I’ve had recently. I have to admit, I was absolutely dreading this date and was sooo close to cancelling. Luckily for me, my girlfriend convinced me to go because really, there was nothing to lose. I’m so happy that I went. Even if nothing comes from this date, it is nice to know that there are some gentleman out there. This one guy has restored [part] of my faith in men and love.

Okay, back to WWJBD. Said fella told me that he lives his life with that motto and that he believes every man should, as well. What would James Bond do? Well, he would definitely pull his date’s chair out for her, always pay for the date, and treat a lady like she deserves to be treated. Yes. Yes. And yes! JB would also be well dressed [don’t even get me started on my past dates’ wardrobe choices… ugh], well mannered, well versed, and be knowledgeable about current events.

This guy met all of these attributes. I was blown away. Like I said… I’ve had one too many disappointing dates so it wasn’t hard to impress me, but honestly, this guy was fantastic! He complimented me on my looks, even went as far as saying I looked better in person than in my pictures. Compliments can be overdone and can seem fake but he didn’t over do it which made me feel good. Not that I was feeling bad about myself… actually quite the opposite but it’s always a confidence booster when an attractive member of the opposite sex finds you attractive. Right? Right!

So to James Bond, thank you for being a role model to a handful of men out there. I know I will not be the last lady to appreciate this. To all the men out there, maybe this can be a lesson to you all. Be a gentleman. Be classy. Be respectful. Ladies love that.

Ciao for now!