Rate Your Date?
It was bound to happen sooner or later. Yesterday, I got an email on my public account—my SingleinSouthPhilly@gmail.com account— from a fellow Match.com user. A fellow…
The Power of the Bikini vs. The Power of the Board Game
“Do you want to see me in a bikini or not?” It was New Years Day, and The Wedding Date had been talking with a friend’s…
Sneakers and Velvet Work on Arthur’s Seat
This week’s photo was in fact taken in Edinburgh (congratulations to Siobhan, aka Gringita and Diane). I’m wearing a velvet blazer and a teal t-shirt borrowed…
Bagels, M&Ms and W(h)ine
It’s been one of those days, by which I mean I’ve spent the past 18 hours or so drowning my sorrows in carbohydrates and whining to…
Is 26 Old Enough to Buy Your Own Socks?
I have issues with tissues. And socks. And tampons for that matter. As in I never remember to buy them—any of them— and whenever I find…
