Real stories about dating, relationships and sex in New York City. Truth is more interesting than fiction.

You Don’t Look a Day Over…

It would be wrong of me to not mention the fact that I’ve been on a little unscheduled hiatus.  I’ve been here, in my apt.  Just not feeling very well. Now, let’s get back to things… Not too long ago, I arrived late to a party to find a friend of mine trapped in an unwanted conversation. [...]

So, I’m Gonna Go There

Last week I mentioned how weird this was for me, trying to negotiate my new reality (gosh that sounds so dramatic).  My new reality = I’ve met a guy who I like and we’ve gone on a couple of dates and because I immediately knew he was the kind of person who’d get it/be cool [...]

If I Only Knew

Looking back over my weekend I realize that the same theme kept popping up in conversation. First on Friday night with Lostplum and our friend from Thrillist and then today at brunch with KB_in_NYC. The topic was, if only I knew then what I know now (suprisingly, I wasn’t the one who brought it up either [...]

Happy Birthday to Me

No, it’s not actually my birthday.  But it is later this month (I’m a Gemini, for any of you that care.  I’ve never been into that).  I’ll be turning 39. 39. Yep, 39. 39 and never been married, and no I don’t think there’s anything wrong with me or with that.  I’m not desperate or panicked to meet [...]

Would You Dump The Liar?

OK.  I admit it.  I’m guilty.  I occasionally read the wedding announcements in the Sunday NYTimes.  I don’t read them every week.  And even when I do read them I don’t obsess over the little details like where people got married or how they met.  I’m one of those sad, pathetic older women who looks to [...]