Call me picky, but I don’t actually go on dates with guys very frequently. This is a mix of the guys I physically met, either from online dating interactions, or other “real life” scenarios. Whether or not most, or any, of these qualify as dates is rather debatable. Behold, most of my dating activity from the past 2 years.
- Sweatpants: this is the pivotal moment that convinced me that I had a need – nay, a duty – to start a blog and share my stories.
- Bouche: part I
- Bouche: part II
- My dating mojo was ruined by a garbage truck
- That time I wasn’t Vanilla
- How to charm me in a few short sentences
- Strengthening the female indecisive stereotype one failed kiss at a time
- Note to self: sexting is a bad idea
- Follow up to sexting post: a cake rant
- How to kill my crush: bail on going to the ballet with me
- The accidental chastity belt
- When eavesdropping pays off
- Strawberry saga
- Brunch served with a side dish of awkward
- Anyone feeling nostalgic about their virginity?
- The art of giving up
- Flowers make me happy
- Chivas and Mr. Big
- Where I prove that I am still quite Vanilla
- Well. I forgot this still happened.
- Well. I forgot this still happened. Part II.
- This is a story about sex. And white privilege.
- 18 hours in the life of a single girl
- 2 guys, same feedback
- 2 guys, same feedback – part II
- Roller-coasters were never my favorite
- A tale of 4 days
- A valuable lesson