No Wonder He’s So Smooth!
Finally! The full scoop on he-who-can’t-be-bothered-to-buy-me-a-drink, aka My One O’Clock. Here’s a hint: To re-cap, I first met My One O’Clock for coffee during my…
Finally! The full scoop on he-who-can’t-be-bothered-to-buy-me-a-drink, aka My One O’Clock. Here’s a hint: To re-cap, I first met My One O’Clock for coffee during my…
On Friday night, I had a conversation with a fellow single-gal blogger over at the ever-delightful Simply Solo. About half an hour in, she asked, “So…
To his credit, he wore dress shoes this time. And dress pants, and a dress shirt with a neon green mark across the wrist, presumably left…
Brunch seemed like a lovely idea at the time: a leisurely stroll into town, a cup of coffee while waiting for a table at Beau Monde…
You know those guys who are just too good to be true? They’re gorgeous without making a big show of it, they’re well-dressed, they’re polite and…