He had to be blond. He had to have blue eyes. He had to be tall and well-built. He had to have a dominant personality. It would have been a definite plus if he were a musician. Blue jeans had to hug his ass just right. These things are what a 16 year-old me would have said was my ideal man. As you can see, the criteria is embarrassingly shallow. I have an excuse though, I was 16! for you 21+ …

I met the first love of my life when I was 17. This person treated me like I was a queen. I was lavished with kind words, gentle actions, and the kind of romance every girl dreams of as her “prince charming.” There was just one problem, this “prince” was a man, and I knew deep down that I was a lesbian. I could not have ever asked for a better person to be with. Never before had someone treated me with such respect and love.
I tried to put the …

You’ve been on a blind date. You’ve let a friend or even a *gasp* relative fix you up. You’ve even used dating sites. That means you’ve dated strangers. You’ve put yourself in a position where you are going to be spending time with someone completely new to your life. I’m making it sound bad, aren’t I? Honestly, though. How often does it occur to you that you are choosing to date strangers when you have perfectly good, attractive friends you can be dating?
You …

Gross
Oh, how we love sharing stories of dates gone wrong. How we love to spin yarns about how our date was totally weird or icky. It’s a great past time for us. It makes us laugh and realize how lucky we are to have great friends with whom to share our great stories…..that is until you realize that one of your friends is the icky date all the other people are talking about.
I had an icky friend. It was weird and uncomfortable to listen to some …

Some Hobbies Should Be Left Private
I guess you could have called it a first date…but only loosely. Truthfully, we were old friends toying with the idea of making our friendship more of a “relationship.” We’d been friends for about four years at that point and had almost always had a mild flirtation going on.
The plans were simple: eat dinner, hang out at his place and then go to a party. He took me back to the house he shared with his brother and his brother …