Don't you hate it when you think you meet a great guy online -- and then he totally blows it? From moving too fast to giving up TMI, ladies aren't the only ones over-exposing themselves online.
Don't you hate it when you think you meet a great guy online -- and then he totally blows it? From moving too fast to giving up TMI, ladies aren't the only ones over-exposing themselves online.
I want to start this confession with a disclaimer: I have a boyfriend who I have been dating for two and a half years. It is a relationship that I have poured more love, commitment and concern into than any of my previous ones put together, and he does the same.
Nine years ago, I danced my newborn daughter around my North Carolina living room to the music of "Free to Be...You and Me", the '70s children's classic whose every lyric about tolerance and gender equality I had memorized as a girl growing up in California.
"I'm spiritual but not religious."
How often have you read something like this on a dating website: "Single, independent woman seeks a man who she considers her equal to spend the rest of her life with."
My pal Stella is going through a terrible breakup with a horrible man. Like most of us, Stella knows how to deal with their split (time, wine, chocolate, more wine, more time), but she was concerned about the bigger picture.
For the most part, I'm a pretty happy, confident person, but, man oh man, when feelings of insecurity start seeping in, a small part of me inevitably turns into a little green-eyed monster.
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Carrie Bradshaw is not only a Manhattan and fashion icon, but as a dating columnist, she's considered a dating icon as well. Why? She's selfish, immature, manipulative, impulsive, and, let's face it, kind of psycho.
I know you've got the major risks in your financial life well taken care of: Your 401(k) is properly diversified to help you weather market volatility, and your reserve cash fund is on call to cover life's inevitable emergencies. Good work!
A few months ago, we had one of those stomach flus familiar to parents of young children everywhere. My son threw up all over his bed, and I wasn't feeling so hot myself.
One would think that becoming engaged would make a woman happy, right? Well, if status updates on Facebook are any indication -- and at least two research scientists say they are -- that theory is all wrong.
I took a day off to head upstate with some friends for a relaxing weekend in the country. Plaid shirts were worn, showers were abstained from, and copious amounts of pork, wine, and other stuff were ingested.
The new Italian restaurant in our neighborhood was the perfect place to celebrate our eighth wedding anniversary. We settled into a cozy table for two and turned our attention to the menu.
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"But I don't want to join Twitter," my friend Leda says, fighting off my entreaties to start tweeting so we can stay in touch throughout the day.
Zillions of famous married men have affairs. Some actually stayed with their mistress.
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I write romance novels.
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As a single black woman, I am tired of people and the media moaning about why black women can't find successful black men willing to marry them.
Dear Wendy: After dating for a year and a half, my boyfriend and I had a sorta "spur of the moment" elopement at the end of January.
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We were laying side by side, both face deep in our iPhones -- checking our email one last time before going to sleep, setting our alarm clocks for the next morning, basically saying goodbye to the day. I turned to him, his face lit by the tiny screen, and watched him scroll through his Facebook newsfeed.
At a long-ago birthday party, my cartoonist friend Peter gave me a framed piece of his artwork. As he handed it over, he said, "This is for you, so no matter what happens with him, it's yours."
Dear Wendy: My boyfriend moved to a new town last year for a job, and two weeks ago I moved to the town as well to be with him.
Let me pick my jaw up off the floor and dust it off. Seth Green, who is notoriously typecast as "the dorky, funny guy," just got hitched to super hot actress Clare Grant on Sunday, at George Lucas' Skywalker Ranch.
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If you could lay your hands on this suffering world and heal it, would you? If you could give information to comfort and guide the lost, wouldn't you? If you could save jobs by preparing your company for the future, would you?
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As I sipped Champagne and breathed in the clear icy air of Mammoth Mountain, my boyfriend Matt got down on one knee, offered a glistening diamond ring and asked, "Sascha Rothchild, will you marry me?"
As you get older, you realize nightclubs aren't your scene. You say you go to enjoy the music. But after a while it gets too hard to avoid the single scene drama of the club.
I've been married for about as long as the average life expectancy of a hearty Labrador retriever, and the thing I miss most of all about being single is meeting strangers.
Forget high-paying jobs, kindness or a sense of humor. When people go looking for love at big speed-dating events, they have so many choices that they narrow their criteria down to height and weight, a new study finds.
Recently, I spent a gorgeous spring day hermetically sealed inside my house to protect my delicate nasal passages from allergens. My confinement led to some unexpected spring-cleaning with unexpected benefits.
A modern manners columnist answers a reader question about a sensitive family issue.
Slouching over coffee in a booth at a New York diner, Jerry Seinfeld looks so...Seinfeldian, you might think he was shooting a scene from the old sitcom.
"Would you be upset if a friend starting dating someone they knew you were once deeply in love with?"
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I'm on the hunt for a new best friend. Not that I'm replacing my old ones, mind you. BFFs aren't like cell phones, traded in for an upgrade every two years.
On a recent trip across America, what surprised me most was the number of people -- over 200 in one city, 80 to 150 elsewhere -- who wanted to discuss this odd word, "acedia."
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Friends are important to me -- not just girlfriends to sit around talking about Oprah, but also male buddies, who have a unique perspective on a number of things.
Thank you for sleeping with my husband.
Boris came to me at the behest of his new girlfriend, Cecily, whom I'd known for years. Since most people dislike being pushed to see any sort of adviser, I expected Boris to be reticent, if not downright hostile.

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