When Bae’s Racist

I’m horrible with roommates. I mean, my first go at it and I totally made a Jordanian roommate of mine into a boyfriend. The boy’s beautiful: 6’3”, (Big nose and brown? My type.… Continue reading →

HOW I CAME TO DRINK BLACK COFFEE

With my Indian lover next to me – as I prefer all my stories to begin, in a hideaway jazz concert, my phone passing between us in silent screen-tapping conversation, he said, “Just… Continue reading →

OH DAMN BOY, YOU IS DONE

I was out at a bar with my friends when I noticed this tall, hot, white-chocolate guy meandering outside. I looked at him for an inappropriate amount of time, but acceptable given the… Continue reading →

I WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAND

A rather landmark point came up with one of my beaus this past weekend about his opinions on PDA. We’ve been seeing each other for about two months now, and after the initial… Continue reading →

ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST

Chemistry. Pure Chemistry. That’s how I would have described it. That’s how I would have described us. He wasn’t your average ‘American boy’ next door. He had that bad-boy edge in him that… Continue reading →

MY WIFE SAID IT WAS OK

I went on a Sunday Funday date with a guy that I met through Tinder. He is here deployed with the US Army for a year. I should just stop my story there.… Continue reading →

LAST GIRL STANDING

You know, the funny thing about getting stood up is that you go through these stages. You know what I mean, right? At first, there’s a bit of annoyance. Then you tell yourself… Continue reading →

HOUDINI’S PROTEGES

Too many of my girlfriends and I have experienced a phenomenon that, over time, I have begun to call the “Houdinis”. Through dating apps especially, we will have a wonderful first date with… Continue reading →

WAIT, ARE YOU SINGLE?

It is now no longer a given that if you are chatting up a man and agreeing to a date that you are single. Recently, I got the phone number of a hottie… Continue reading →