Socks + dating

You know when you have an old pair of socks that you just can’t get rid of? They look good at-a-glance, but after taking a closer look you can see the wear and tear on sole. Perhaps there’s no holes yet, but it’s only a matter of time. The problem is you have hope these

one quick dating observation

Dating in Alberta is different than Toronto. Money doesn’t seem to be an issue out here. The guys here make good money; they are not complaining about paying their rent, they don’t drive shitty cars, and they sure as shit don’t leave the bill on the table once the server brings it over. In fact,

I’ve got dating all wrong.

It would seem I always leave room for a lover, yet when that space fills up I somehow fuck it up. So I’ve got to thinking…. I’ve must have dating all wrong. When you meet someone from Tinder, that’s not a date. That’s an “oh-hello-person-I-just-met-in-the-flesh-for-the-first-time-ever-and-we-have-a-mutual-attraction.” To get technical, yes it is a date because by

what is your dating cringe?

Quick a dirty: what is your dating cringe? You know, a past event that when you think about now you get a shiver down your spine and feelings of shame and disgust overwhelm you? I’ll start – I slept with someone who has a tribal tattoo. EW. This is my dating cringe. Funny enough, when

running to a higher self.

With the pandemic, I’ve had to move my workouts from the gym to the great outdoors (unless it’s raining), so I’ve been doing a lot of running. With each run and every exertion, my brain has a sort of revelation where I come up with great ideas, or so I’d like to think (lol)….. Like

I baked cookies for a boy and all he did was drunk text me for 48hrs

Below is a true account of my dating experience, I wasn’t going to put this on blast, but thought you may find my story entertaining: Went on a few dates with this guy, we’ll call him The Pilot. He was nice, the kind of guy who opens car doors for you, picks you up at

How do you take your coffee?

It’s a question I often ask people in the beginning stages of dating. I find it endearing, more unique then “What do you do for work?”, and it opens up the dialogue in a fun way. I never really thought about it, but apparently the way you take your coffee says a lot about your

why you’re single

Reading an article posted on The Kit.ca where they interview Logan Ury, Director of Relationships at Hinge (like that’s even a real thing?!), and author of How to Not Die Alone, because apparently we have only two options in life: couple up or die alone. However, reading the article and trying not to be too

responsibility? what’s that?

During my interactions with single men I’ve noticed something a little disturbing recently…

What kind of dating standards have you set for yourself?

When dating, some guys will put in the minimal effort to try and sweep us off our feet. They think things like casual texts like “sup?”, photos of their dog laying in their crotch and last minute hangout invites are going to woo us. My word. What are we, 18? When situations like this arise,