Welcome back! It’s been four years. FOUR. I believe (re)introductions are in order: Hi, I’m Sienna — the author of this blog and the hopeless yet snarky romantic who’s not ready to give up on finding love, despite the fact that I am increasingly on AARP’s hit, er, marketing list, and I recently attended an online support group for women with […]
When it comes to dating, sometimes I think I’ve seen/heard/eye-rolled it all. I’ve been at this single gal party for about four years now. I’ve written about unsolicited cock shots and texting douche-baggery and men who play, manipulate, abuse, ghost, lie, send me to strip clubs and jack off on the first date (true story, bro). Sometimes I’ve ended up […]
Harry said no. Sally said yes. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, stop now and go rent the movie. If you’re familiar, then hang with me because I think I’ve finally answered The Big Question, “Can men and women ever be friends?” I don’t think it’s yes. I don’t think it’s no. I think it’s maybe. And the […]
You know when someone’s hitting on you, but you’re not sure if he’s hitting on you, but you think he’s hitting on you . . . and it turns out he is? Or maybe you don’t. Sometimes I’m a little slow on the uptake. My massage therapist is a 27-year-old hottie named Peter. Which is exactly how I like it. I’m not […]
I may take some heat for what I’m about to say, but I don’t care. That’s the beauty of being not-20-something: I don’t give a shit what people think. But you’re here reading this, so I’m going to tell you what I think. <Begin rant.> If you are actively dating–as in, seeing and chatting up multiple people at one time–do […]
I clearly have a “type.” If I’ve learned anything since I started dating 18 months ago, it’s that. He’s typically tall. Handsome. Witty/funny. Loves music. And (probably the most defining characteristic) he’s emotionally unavailable. Hell, he could be short and bald with no personality or talent and if he’s emotionally unavailable, I’d probably be attracted. I think I just described George Costanza, […]
Before you get all judgy and indignant about the fact that I’m calling my date a fatty, let me be clear: I’m not using the term to describe his physical appearance. I’m using it to describe his eating habits, at least on the evening we had dinner together. And really, this is a story that’s more about how stupid I was than […]
The dating world is a fickle one. A week ago, I was in various stages of conversation with four different men. I had never met any of them in person; they were all online connections, whether from a dating site or social media. Today, every conversation has been shut down by one of us ghosting. And when I say ghosting, […]
Three years ago this month, I ended my last relationship. It was a fiery hot toxic one that had lasted close to five long dysfunctional years, and it took all the strength and chutzpa I could muster to kick, scratch and claw my way out of it. I should never have gotten into it, but I’m chalking that up to post-divorce bad judgment. If […]
I had my first boyfriend when I was 14. He was also my first date, my first kiss and my first slow dance–a whole bundle of firsts rolled up into one slightly awkward but adorable 17-year-old. I was a freshman, he was a junior, and I developed a crush from afar while watching him sing and dance every evening at musical […]