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You Never Know
I recently joined this dating app called Blind Love. It’s pretty much online dating in the dark. No pictures, videos, or social media accounts allowed, only the person’s profile. Stupid right? At least that’s what I thought until all my friends ended up finding their currents boyfriends through the app. The app claims to have an algorithm that helps find individuals’ ideal matches according to their personality types and values. Every week the app gives you a new batch of matches. After you read their biographies, you can choose to swipe left (no) or right (yes) and start a conversation. The app recommends you build rapport with the other person for at least a month before you set up the First Meet. The First Meet is where you finally get to reveal what each other looks like. If you like what you see, you can choose to go on a first date with them. If you don’t, you can call it quits right there and then. So here I am, standing outside the entrance of a botanical garden waiting to meet a guy that for all I know, could look like Napoleon Dynamite. The guy’s name is Tony. We have been messaging for two months now. Out of all the guys I’ve corresponded with, Tony has made me feel most like myself. I am so nervous and I can’t seem to stop checking myself on my iPhone camera.
By Amira Nosmet5 years ago in Confessions
Memoirs of a Jezebel
It was 2018 and I was in a long distance relationship with my partner, Gus who lived in the Dallas, Texas. I was living in Queensland, Australia. I had met Gus when I was visiting a friend in Dallas and fell in love almost at first sight, when it was time for me to go home we could not bear to say our last goodbyes. So we didn't.
By Jessica Lachlan5 years ago in Confessions
The Best Date I Never Had
As I sit and stare at the menu of a moderately expensive Italian restaurant, I wonder if my date is ever going to show up. I’m at the end of my 3 month free trial with a dating app I never wanted to join in the first place, and every single one of the dates I’ve gone on so far has been a dud. Between the nagging of my best friend and the constant reminders from my mother that I’m not getting any younger, I decided to throw my hat in the ring of online dating.
By Jessica Nicole5 years ago in Confessions
Red Flags
After I broke up with my ex, I went on a string of first dates that were bizarre, but always ended for principled reasons. The first was a man I had met on the dating app Tinder. Jake was tall, with dark hair and a friendly smile. We exchanged witty banter for a few days then agreed to meet at a bar in Astoria. We met up on the street corner, shook hands, and started walking towards Freddie’s Wine Bar. While we were walking he asked me if I worked out and when I told him I did, he asked how I liked to work out. At the time I rarely went to a yoga class and ran several times a week. “Yeah I can tell, you’re pretty skinny,” he said, which should have been a red flag him triggering me about my weight. But I let the date continue.
By Sarah Frances Hicks5 years ago in Confessions
The Gym
Left. Left. Left. “Ugh”. I feel like all of these dating apps are the same. I’m seeing all the same people writing the same things in all of their profiles. I mean I do the same but, that’s beside the point. I think I’ve tried at least ten so far. I shouldn’t be surprised this is a dud, yet I am. This is what I get for reading so many romance novels as a child.
By IntrovertedExrovert5 years ago in Confessions
A Night of Solace
I tugged at my dress as I entered the restaurant-bar. I mentally kicked myself in the behind for dressing uncomfortably on a first date. Who does this to themselves? I thought. I shook my head at myself. I wore one of those body-con dresses that hugs oh too tightly. I could barely breathe.
By Diana Sambula5 years ago in Confessions
Painful Memories
We all have embarrassing moments and fun/hysterical moments to share. What's mine, well let me tell you! It all started on a nice day. I was a cute 5 year old little girl. I had beautiful curls, a pink shirt as I remember and some shorts. Of course it was a fine day because I lived in sunny Florida. My mom handed me a granola bar and I took the leash for my dog that we hung on the wall off and clicked it on to my dog's collar. My dog was a cute white fluffy mix. I'm not sure what breed it was because I never asked my parents when I was little. But my cute but very disobedient dog's name was Snowflake, and I loved her so very much.
By Isabella Rios5 years ago in Confessions
