Context: I’m currently depriving myself of true happiness by trying to not set fire to everything a fuckboy loves because he disappeared off the face of the Earth after four dates and two instances of making me waste condoms on
Context: My dear friend KA matched with Daddy on Bumble one morning when we were trying to recruit randos to go to Trio brunch with us. As one does. He couldn’t make it, but did follow through the next weekend, bringing himself and
My best friend KA matched with AdMo aka Jack #1 on Bumble in February. They went on a few dates, hooked up a few times, and then he vanished from the face of the Earth… until reappearing one day in her text message
Ok, betches, before you all get your panties in a knot and think “reinvention” is some spiritual new-me shit, or heavens forbid you think I’m giving up drinking, I need you to sit the fuck down and listen. I will never stop
Context: Last night, I went on an excellent 2nd date with a man that I very much enjoy spending time with, mostly because he is gorgeous and has great abs, and because I googled his private high school and tuition starts
Context: I matched with ‘Mystery Tim’ on Coffee Meets Bagel way back in February, and – through a series of odd events – we ended up meeting at Lauriol Plaza in May. Yes, that is several months later. Happens. Read on
Context: I matched with ‘Dorko’ on Bumble, and before I could even navigate to his profile to message him (just his name with an exclamation mark, of course; low effort, high reward), he used his 24-hour extend on me. Thanks, sir?
Context: I’m spending the weekend in Charlottesville, VA for the Foxfield Races (aka an excuse to get hammered in a field), and it wouldn’t be a real Foxfield if I didn’t find a guy to hook up with! I met a