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When a book’s cover is all Bumble lets us see, how else can we decide which way to swipe? When I look in the mirror, I like what I see. I mean, it’s not always perfectly quaffed hair and highlighted cheekbones, but I believe the general consensus would be that I am amongst the aesthetically…
Continue reading ➞ Judging a bee by his/her black and yellow
'Sticky, sexy, sad': Western researcher shares dating app experience As a researcher into sexuality and a single woman looking for dates, Western University professor Treena Orchard looked forward to joining the popular dating app geared to women called Bumble. RANDY RICHMOND April 29, 2019 Western researcher Treena Orchard has written a blog and book on…
Aka another anthropological contemplation about WTF is happening between people because of our phones. Let’s recall what we’ve chatted (griped? rattled off? rambled?) about so far: the promise of a 100 per cent feminist app that has left me more hot and bothered than empowered; my swipe rights failing to turn into Mr. Right (or…
When you think of a man-eater, do you have visions of a female praying mantis - grabbing her unsuspecting male counterpart’s tiny green head, within her mandibles, and ripping it off in one unfeeling swoop? Or, do you envision a smooth-talking, sultry and aesthetically-gifted Sharon Stone in her famous leg-crossing scene from “Basic Instinct”? Before…
Remember when crossing bases actually included bodies? And, other antiquated notions of dating that Bumble dispelled for this not-at-all-in-distress damsel. If my experiences on Bumble have taught me anything it’s that swiping has replaced sweating beneath the sheets, and no one seems to be saying something about it. Call me old fashioned, but what I…
Continue reading ➞ When did the right swipe replace the sexy romp?
I have my hands suspended over the keyboard, contemplating how many cherry-picking puns I should use within my introduction to Sticky, Sexy, Sad – a blog turning book about the yellow-and-black-winged Cupid alternative, Bumble. Placing my affinity for word play aside, how should I start to tell you about myself and my sticky, sexy and…
Continue reading ➞ The Bee-Ginning: an introduction to the author(s) of Sticky, Sexy, Sad
Last year on this day I was getting ready to travel to Windsor and then on to Detroit to see Patti Smith. OMG. I can’t believe tickets were only $20.00/-! She was touring to promote Devotion, a small, lucid, beautiful book that I devoured in a couple of hours. Waiting in the well-used holding pen/bus…
This weekend I found myself submerged in a rather tense swamp of worry and mind play about what I thought was happening with a man I really like. I hadn’t heard much from him and don’t do well with that. I've never been comfortable in the grey waters of uncertainty. Confusion bounced around loudly in…
I have been feeling compelled to write about the Gillette add, but what to write? That I cried when first seeing it because I associated so much with the gross violence meted out by men against women, and others, daily? That I was saddened and a little irritated by the wholesale attack some men seemed…
Lead Image: Steve Martin and Dan Akroyd Doing their "Wild and Crazy Guys" Skit on Saturday Night Live, WAY back in the day* When a guy you’ve not really been that into but have agreed to meets sends you this message an hour before meeting: “I can’t stay up super late because my daughter has…
Sticky, Sexy, Sad 