Single White Female was a creepy film for a reason. If you haven’t been fortunate enough to see such a classic, then you perhaps you wouldn’t be able to see the signs of IDENTITY THEFT when a “friend” suddenly becomes a mime.

It’s natural for friends to take on certain personality traits from spending so much time together. Similar phrases are shared, personal style melds and becomes less personal, and dislikes are much more likable if your BFF sings its praises and persuades you unwittingly while doing so. Those things are natural.

So when I complained about having my personality hijacked by a close friend, a much more forgiving friend advised that, “Imitation is the greatest form of flattery.”

Well, I think that’s bullsh*t.

Imitation is scary and frankly, quite annoying. Buying the same bag, not a big deal. Asking where I purchased my shoes (which, yes, are AMAZING) totally understandable–I was just lucky enough to find them first. Saying “word” just like me every time I mean to say “yes”, understandable (yes is overrated). Getting my same hair cut (bangs included) after saying you’d never be able to pull it off, IS ANNOYING. Plagiarizing entire paragraphs of my stories, my jokes and my soul, is just straight vexatious. Read More »

I spent a good portion of my life being single. Maybe it was the few extra pounds (like 100) I carried around as a child or the big bangs I sported until my freshman year of college (and they were NOT trendy then), but I blossomed a bit later than others when it came to the dating game.

I don’t want to admit this – especially on a website read by quite a few ladies nationwide – but I did spend a good deal of time curled up in my bed in front of romantic comedies crying about the fact that I had never found love. Or staring down other couples wondering why they found each other and I remained alone. I may or may not have even perused the local pet store for the perfect cats to accompany me on my lonely journey through life.

I questioned what was wrong with me. Read More »