The Looking Glass: Reflecting on Relationships

I’ve experienced frenzied feelings about men and myself: lust, anger, confusion, little bits of love, resolve, excitement, sadness, wanton desire. I want someone to have the emotional capital and heart to meet me where I’m at. I’m weary of being honoured for my appearance, my work, and sometimes my intellect. These things are easy to…

In the land of love and honey, there appears to be more ghosts than bees.

Can you imagine in the “good old days,” meeting someone, making plans to get together at a set date and time, and then just not showing up? If that concept seems overly foreign to you, ask a relative in their late twenties or thirties to describe the normative dating rituals of yesteryear. I can almost…

In the Eye of The Feminist Shitstorm

  The first article about my Bumble experiences was published in The Conversation on July 28th (https://theconversation.com/love-lust-and-digital-dating-men-on-the-bumble-dating-app-arent-ready-for-the-queen-bee-120796), and whaaaat a nerve it has struck!! I knew it would ruffle a few feathers but didn’t think so many rufflestiltskins would reveal so much anger. About what, you ask? Not dating apps, which was the focus of…

Welcome into my humble abode – and body, Mr. Bumble.  

When I signed up for Bumble, I assumed my first date would look a little more like a fun and flirty modern Rom Com and less like the “dead-man walking” wander towards my door that I was on. Alas, on- or offline, not every date is a smashing success and not every sexual encounter needs…