Tag: tinder
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Great first pic or die alone
Starting your dating profile off with a bad photo is like wearing a tank top to a custody hearing. Your dating profile is essentially a resume. The goal of a polished resume is to get a job, just as the goal of a well-crafted dating profile is to get a date. This may sound like…
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Peripheral Photos
I’d love to see a photo of you catching a fish.I don’t need to see you catching another fish. So now that you have at least one spectacular photo of your unobstructed face/body, what do you do with the rest of the photos? Low hanging fruit aside (aka. wearing the same shirt in every photo),…
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The Stigma of Online Dating
If this goes well, can we just say we met at the grocery store? -many women met over the years I feel virtually no reluctance or shame with respect to online dating. But there are many who would rather accidentally text their parents a naked selfie that admit to being on Tinder. So why does…
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How to unlock third date quality information on date one
Have you ever seen two people hitting it off on a coffee date? Me neither. The philosopher Plato once said, “you can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation.” And considering the scarcity of Starbucks in 400 B.C., we can summarize Plato’s wisdom in current day…
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No hook ups. No shit.
Writing “no hook ups” on your dating site protects you from one night stands like wearing a shirt that says, “I’m not a seal” protects you from shark attacks. For those of you on Hinge, there is a small banner with information about vices—an icon for drinking, smoking, etc. “Drugs” is signified by a tiny…
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Coffee dates are like skateboard pads
Sometimes better sorry than safe. When I was young, I loved skateboarding. But an early growth spurt left me with the grace and coordination of a baby giraffe on roller skates with vertigo. So, while pads and wrist guards are probably the reason I can take a shower unassisted, they also came with a price.…
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Deal Killers
Deal killers=time savers. Years ago, during a unnamed controversial past presidential administration, a friend and I were at a beer garden in NYC. We had found our way into a lovely conversation with a group of 3 cool, fun, Manhattanite women and were both unfortunately smitten with one of them. Even better, I appeared to…