Because the 26-year-old Dominican super in your building with three kids from three different baby mamas just told you that he thinks you’re too good for him and that he doesn’t like the way he dresses. Done and done, Jose!
Posts Tagged: single ladies
I have been hanging out with a new dude, and the other night he invited me over to see his place for the first time. He promised crackers, cheese, and wine. I promised Bananagrams. I was really nervous on the train to Park Slope. Crackers and cheese! He sounded like a real man. When I arrived,… Read more »
Last week I went to Florida to see my parents, my big little brother, and my little big sister. After a week of arguing with the family and a whole lot of noise, I got on the plane back to New York City in hopes to read my new sexy book, Fifty Shades of Grey,… Read more »
Oh the joys of being single! The crazy nights out, the boys flocking to you and throwing themselves at your feet, the endless evenings devoted to eating string cheese and sweet potatoes in your underwear while watching episodes of The View on your DVR. (Did you see Whoopi’s shoes Friday? Amazing.) Last night, for the first… Read more »