Confessions of a singleton: when your chat-game sucks…

I swear to god, I was put on this earth to entertain. Entertain in a manner that pertains to destroying all future prospects of having kids, and not dying alone. I met a guy on a night out in London on Saturday... again. Obviously, I’m not a normal person who meets people sober or in … Continue reading Confessions of a singleton: when your chat-game sucks…

Confessions of a Singleton…

So, Bristol has fast become one of my favourite places in the world. It has become a place for many a good story or two, for the morning after a pretty unexpected night out. Sunday night was of course, no exception. "We will just go out for a few drinks", they said. "Keep it chilled", … Continue reading Confessions of a Singleton…

“Men are from Mars”… Yeah, this couldn’t be more true…

I know a guy. A guy who always, always, always appeared to be interested. No, this wasn’t in my head, unless it’s somehow now been defined that “let’s switch numbers, send me pics of you in Brazil, we should grab some food, I wanna take you to this place with the best espresso martinis, let … Continue reading “Men are from Mars”… Yeah, this couldn’t be more true…

‘I’d never marry you. I mean, you look great, but I’d never marry you…’

It’s been a while... but with moving to the country (for I am now only a mindlessly rambling Londoner solely three to five days a week), concentrating on a new, more structured fitness regime, curbing the social media presence (coming off of it, aside from post promotion - hey, y’all that clicked from Insta!) and … Continue reading ‘I’d never marry you. I mean, you look great, but I’d never marry you…’

I’ll Take You Every Which Way… Except Out On A Date…

‘Bent over, in the shower, on the bed, before work...’ Firstly, apologies for the rather explicit post that will follow, but my understanding of men and their behaviour is somewhat muddier than I thought... Secondly, the above was just some of the messages I got from a guy I met at a bar the other week. … Continue reading I’ll Take You Every Which Way… Except Out On A Date…

To The Men I’ve Dated, This Question is for You…

‘Dear failed love interest, Please could you kindly take this time to complete a very short survey of your experience dating me. All feedback is welcome, and your time would be most appreciated. The kindest of regards, The girl you bought dinner’. What is wrong with me? Okay, maybe too much? Well let me tell … Continue reading To The Men I’ve Dated, This Question is for You…

Flirting Whilst in a Relationship: Harmless, or a Blatant Act of Cheating?

I’m plagued with the topic of cheating. Conflicted with the thoughts of why people cheat. Is it animal? Is it unhappiness? With their partner? With themselves? Is it expected from men? Do we overly judge women when we discover that they are in fact the guilty party? As you can see, a lot of questions … Continue reading Flirting Whilst in a Relationship: Harmless, or a Blatant Act of Cheating?

Can Men and Women Ever Really Just Be Friends?

As J–Hus made clear to us that he ‘wanna get friendly with her…’ and definitely not meaning just as a platonic friend, I wanted to raise the question of whether men and women can indeed just be friends at all. I have a couple of really good friends that are guys. They are my confidants, … Continue reading Can Men and Women Ever Really Just Be Friends?

The Four-date Rule

Four dates. Apparently. That’s how long a girl should wait before having sex with a guy she’s dating. Wait wasn’t that Mila Kunis’s magic number too, in ‘Friends with Benefits’?   No, this is not a statistic or average that Cosmo magazine came up with in their most recent publication, but instead Maverick’s average wait time. … Continue reading The Four-date Rule

Settling Down: Is It Just Me Who Almost Fears This?

I think I am a bit of a commitment-phobe. I walk around arguing with both the world and my loved ones about how everyone else has someone, and I cannot seem to find anyone. At all. Ever. Except I can. I just don't think anyone has caught my fancy for long enough to want me … Continue reading Settling Down: Is It Just Me Who Almost Fears This?