A Potential Faux Pas of Epic Proportions
Did I mention that tomorrow’s wedding is black tie? Well, it is. At least Date #7 thinks it is. I’m planning to bring a change of…
A Good Deed Equals GREAT Cleavage
I have issues with Victoria’s Secret. Seriously. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve attempted to purchase myself a decent bra only to stumble out…
A Case of Renegade Socks
It’s time for another double header, but this time I’m not talking about dating. I’m talking about dancing—or rather the teaching of dancing. I have dress…
My Annual Spring Fever Striptease
Spring has finally arrived in the City of Brotherly Love. I know this because I took the #23 bus home today and the southbound route crosses…
A Surprise Encounter
We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you this important message: today’s post, at the request of Date #15, was supposed to contain dating advice…
Date #9, the Sequel
Number of blocks I walk to meet Date #9 at Sabrina’s for lunch in the Italian Market: 12 Number of parties ahead of us by the…
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