Shimmery dresses. Sky high stilettos. Champagne glasses. Countdown. Ball drop. Midnight kiss. Wait a sec...who am I going to kiss when the clock strikes 12?
Every single guy that I talked to this year was a complete and utter asshole. And it’s not like I didn’t see the signs…I just chose to ignore them because I was so thirsty for a boo. But it’s cool. If anything, I learned valuable lessons from the douchebags that I encountered – with the primary one being not to date douchebags, obvi.
I get it—I do. It’s cold and dark outside in the winter, and it’s more socially acceptable to go to sleep at 8pm if you have someone to go to sleep with. But I’m going to be single for the first winter in a couple of years, and here are the top 5 reasons I’m most excited for it (and you should be too!)...
Being friendzoned – when a person develops romantic feelings for someone, but the other person only sees the relationship as just being friends, according to Urban Dictionary – had to be one of the hugest ego crushers that I experienced this year.
It sucks, but I’ve never had a guy genuinely like me. I came to this harsh realization after poring over one of my go-to read, “He’s Just Not That Into You.” The message is simple, really - if a guy wants to talk to you, he'll call. If he wants to see you, he'll see you. If he says he sees a future with you, then he'll start to make it happen.
I pride myself on being a truthful person…always have been. As a kid, when my parents asked me to confess about something that I did...
I'm 17 and I have never kissed or dated a guy. I'm kind of awkward with boys and I'm afraid that if I date one he'll make fun of me for not being experienced enough, so whenever a guy is a little bit interested in me I turn him down.
'Tis the season for food, friends and family...but old boos always find a way to mess up that holiday cheer. One of my friends, Ashley, hit me up with a holiday dilemma.
He was the world’s worst communicator. But whenever I posted something on Instagram, he’d always hit me up. Always. I could be waiting for an answer for days at a time but if I posted a selfie or something, he’d come sliding back into my inbox.
I had a Vera Wang tab open in Safari as soon as we said goodbye. I couldn’t wait ‘til you hit me up because I just KNEW that your text was on fire. And our initial textual exchanges were just like when we met…the conversation was flowing and the emojis were going. It was perfect. But you changed. You’re different. And I just don’t like it.
It's the age old question for all single ladies: how do I get a boyfriend?
I’ve grown so accustomed to blending in, doing my own thing and avoiding unwanted attention that it’s hard for me to notice if someone’s noticing me.
I was fed up with being alone and just wanted a part of the whole I couldn't have -- meaning hooking up with someone was better then not having anyone at all.
Halloween’s over, but I have a scary story to share with you all. Gather ‘round, single girls, as I tell the tale of Peter, the Reappearing Ghost of Potential Boos Past.
Even if you have the necessary confidence and cajones, what the heck do you even say when you're standing in front of Mr. Perfect (or Mr. Perfect Tonight)?
“Why does he act like he wants to be with me when he says that he doesn’t?!” I asked Tranessa.
When you're single, you're usually really single. It may seem like there's no end in sight, and your life is destined to become an endless cycle of Netflix, ice cream and girls nights. #KillMe
You're not a lesser person just because you're not in a relationship.
When it seems that all your friends are getting into and getting out of relationships, you may feel an little added pressure to join the trend.
I love having a boyfriend. I love the stability. I love the comfort. I love the support and the casual movie nights and the snuggles and all of that great stuff. But, on occasion, I do daydream about what it would be like to be single.
As humans, we're wired to connected and feel and relate to one another. We're people that need people. So what happens when you're just not feeling the love of others?
Summer is supposed to be the best time of the year, the sun is always out, the air is sweet and you practically get to go outside naked. But, if you're single this summer, there are ways to combat that summertime sadness.
Welcome to the Good Life, friends.
I’ve always been warned to stay away from different kinds of guys – the ones that lie, the ones that steal, the ones that cheat, the ones that can’t commit. Guys from the “wrong” side of town…thugs. Guys that are from the “right” side of town…snobs. Football players. Frat boys. Writers. Readers. Artists. Fashionistos. And now? Politicians.
I would’ve slapped my hair in a bun, pulled on snow boots and rolled out…but I heard my mom’s voice in the back of my head before I could walk out of the door. You’re wearing THAT? How will you meet a man dressed that way?! I sighed, took my hair down, put on some respectable shoes and went on about my day.