“The Marriage Plot” by Jeffrey Eugenides
I’ve finally finished reading The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides. I would describe it as way-better- than-The Virgin Suicides (thank God!) but still not-quite-as-good as Middlesex.…
What Happened Last Week
I’m sorry for last week—for getting you all excited about my return to “regular” posting only to leaving you hanging with a single, solitary, charming-but-rather-daft post…
The Case of the Broken Sled (or, a Surprise in My Bed)
I wrote but never published the following post as my last relationship was falling apart last winter. A few weeks ago, we got into a fight…
If He’ll Eat Off the Floor, He’s On Your Team
I’ve spent the better part of my life wondering if love is real or not. On good days, I think it’s a feeling, an emotion, an…
The Great Rose Petal Debacle
On our first date, there was, amongst other things, mention of a wedding. It was for an old friend of his from high school and would…
The Story Begins
Okay, okay, I shall stop teasing you all. Here at last is the story of the flowers behind my front door, but we must start, as…
A Surprise Behind the Door
I suppose it’s time to tell you: I came back to my house yesterday—my house, the one with the thrice scrubbed floors that still feel and…
Continued Misadventures in Garter Belt-Wearing
My pre-departure shopping list includes, amongst other things, pepper spray and thigh high stockings. (Go ahead. Before we get to the funny part of this story,…
The Trouble with Older Men
Okay, now that we’ve gotten the real estate out of the way, let’s talk about men. As most of you know, I’ve always gone for older…
Throwback Thursday: Date #9
Remember Date #9? He turned out to be a bit of a jerk in the end. (Which just goes to prove my theory that you shouldn’t…
Here a List, There a List…
Speaking of lists, how do we feel about lists in general? I love lists, and now that I’ve discovered that I can make lists on my…
Throwback Thursday: Date #4
Remember Date #4? I certainly do. And not because I’m still pining away for him (I’ve come a long way since I was 24) but rather…
Kat Echevarría Richter 