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SingleGrrl Goes To Bar Alone

Guest contributor SingleInPhillyGrrl isn’t afraid of anything. Except for going to bars alone…

So, PG readers, I will be utilizing posts from my Singles Guide at Examiner.com.  Deal with it.

And PG readers get the benefit of knowing how I REALLY feel about certain dating topics.  Going to a bar alone.  Here we go…

As a preface–I hate going out in public alone.  Even if it’s waiting for friends at happy hour or dinner, staring a menu as the minutes click on by…I hate it.  This is probably why I bought myself an iPhone and now look like a total fool while playing the iBowl game when waiting for friends…but I digress.  Point is, I hate being alone.

Which is why, wonder of wonders, tonight I felt the need to go to my hotel bar alone.  For a drink.  Post-dinner with a group of 20. Continue reading

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How to date a blogger

I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that as more people visited this site, the number of um, *coughs, solicitations got increased (both in number and weirdness). But hey, meeting people is the one of few benefits of the fringe blogger. (Seriously, y’all. Let’s just be friends.) Now,  I’m not going to tell you how to date a blogger. That would be too simple. But I will tell give examples of how not to date a blogger.

1) First off all, please don’t start your email or include in your email the words “Philly” and “boy” in some sort of near proximity. “Philly” and “girl” is cute. Or nauseating. Depends how you’re looking at it. But “Philly” and “boy/man/guy” is always a terrible combination. Corny. Lame. Trite. Etc, etc, etc. No girl wants to date a Philly boy. Period. Continue reading

Welcome the newest phillygrrl!

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That’s right, folks. Please join me in welcoming our latest guest contributor, SingleInPhillyGrrl! She writes:

Hi.  I’m SingleInPhillyGrrl.  If there are two things I know well, it’s the single life and the City of Brotherly Love.  I’ve seen the best, the worst, and the ugliest that our fair city has to offer its inhabitants when it comes to the dating life, and am ready to dish.  I will tell you the best Philadelphia dates, the types of guys/girls NOT to be, and guide you every step of the thorny, complicated dating path.

Dating is the sport.  And I’m your John Madden.

Let’s get started, shall we?

Boys, don’t be this guy.  Girls, don’t be this gal.

Talk to you soon, Philadelphia.

Brown people and committment

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Time to take it to the streets…

So desi people have this thing about divorce and re-marriage. It doesn’t happen. Aisha says it best: Continue reading

Why don’t I feel sorry for

Women like the ones mentioned in this New York Times article?

Dawn Spinner Davis, 26, a beauty writer, said the downward-trending graphs began to make sense when the man she married on Nov. 1, a 28-year-old private wealth manager, stopped playing golf, once his passion. “One of his best friends told me that my job is now to keep him calm and keep him from dying at the age of 35,” Ms. Davis said. “It’s not what I signed up for.”

Yeah, lady. It’s called marriage. Heard of it?

Dawn and her friends are members of “Dating a Banker Anonymous” or as I like to call it “Dumb Blondes Anonymous.”

In addition to meeting once or twice weekly for brunch or drinks at a bar or restaurant, the group has a blog, billed as “free from the scrutiny of feminists,” that invites women to join “if your monthly Bergdorf’s allowance has been halved and bottle service has all but disappeared from your life.”

Just take a moment of silence, ladies and gentlemen. Please. A moment.

Theirs is not the typical 12-step program.

Step 1: Slip into a dress and heels. Step 2: Sip a cocktail and wait your turn to talk. Step 3: Pour your heart out. Repeat as needed.

Here’s an idea, ladies. Stay at home and save that cocktail money for your hubby’s retirement fund.

Just. Read. This. Article.Yourself. Can’t. Quote. Any. More. Feel. Sick.