There are some people who are "summer" people, some who love spring, those who “fall in love” with fall, and people who enjoy cozying up to winter; and then, there are those who (like myself) cannot get enough of the changing of the seasons—and couldn’t possibly pick just one.
Frankly, I was afraid it was going to leave a mark. That’s pretty much what swayed me. I live in LA and any kind of scarring on the outside is not okay. Whatever is wrecked, hurricaned and shattered into somewhat artful prisms on the inside can be covered by anything by Alo, Victoria Beckham or good skin on the outside. But that skin may break, or much worse, fold. But as it happened, at this particular moment, my friend’s insanely strong nails were digging into my relatively thin Scandinavian skin. I’m already accident-prone and have a few non-LA sanctioned scars on both the outside and, allegedly, on the inside, so I just decided to say Yes. Yes, I will help manage your big shiny quality problem, but a problem, no less. Yes, I will help you think something through that I have so impulsively done myself. No. Not have a baby. Something one has a little more control over (initially)—buying a house. I’m not usually an impulsive buyer. Not in regards to jeans, shirts or even dresses, but we all know that you can’t look fat in your house, so impulsivity had reigned. But my friend was terrified. She was in that horrible predicament of being successful, attractive and smart. But most of all, she was single. How could she buy anything when she was single? This is something you’re supposed to do with someone else. This was a secret code that most people know how to adhere to. Having a baby by yourself is absolutely fine, but buying a house? It means not needing something and as an LA woman there’s a fine line and great divide between appropriate neediness and ugly vulnerability. I told her that this was a great start, speaking in code, because when you start looking at buildings, you have to absolutely begin with code. Is the house up to code? Are you in the postal code you want to be? But this was neither about standards nor zips. Clearly she was buying into some code that did little more than surpass the mid-century moderns and take us straight back to the 50s.
Being in a relationship is great. Two (or more) people who love each other and enjoy spending time together; it's wonderful. Having someone who sticks by you and supports you through thick and thin feels good, it really does. However, your significant other shouldn't take up your whole life. I'm not saying you shouldn't treat them like they're special or make an effort for them. What I mean is that I see people make their partner the all-consuming centre of their life, or they become dependent on them. There is a big difference between a loving and supportive relationship, and an unhealthy and demanding one.
Published 17 days ago
Welcome to the 21st century and the dating world of ridiculousness.
Saturday night is always party night! Especially in Puerto Rico!
We’re all good at something, whether it’s art, a sport, or a hobby. Me? I’m really great at dating assholes. Of course, for most talents, people should be proud of them. Hell, some people even win awards for them. But my talent (or should we call it a curse?) is something I wouldn’t wish upon my worst enemy. Okay, well maybe my worst enemy, but still…
It starts with an offer to chain smoke and talk about life, an offer that any logical person can't refuse. I get my words confused, my conversations rather. It makes me feel like a bad person, like I've had too many interpersonal conversations lately; like I've bared my soul to the point where she can no longer find her shirt when the sun starts to rise and light starts to stream into the short windows panes, and she's embarrassed. But when we woke up, my skin was barely concealed by the mismatched covers that occupy the mattress that I paid one hundred dollars for to keep my back off of the floor, and I wasn't embarrassed.
"But, you don't look like someone who was abused." That's a common comment, when I mention I was in an abusive relationship. I didn't realise there was a tick list of what someone who has been in that situation should look like.
Published 23 days ago
You know how we all want men to know what we want? Right? Well maybe this article will help. Men are sometimes clueless about the mysteries of the female heart, but we still love them. This is a list of tidbits for you to share with your man!
INT. ROBBY'S BEDROOM – EVENING
I recently saw a question on this website/chat group asking basically how upfront people can be, especially when it comes to dating and sex. This is something that is kind of complex. You can't say whatever you want, whenever you want. It's not that simple, because there is a time, place, and a way to say everything, you can't just blurt stuff out. There are some people who are sensitive.