Someone once said, “People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime’” or something along those lines. I believe that. I believe in soulmates, and I also believe that they aren’t always meant to stick around. I also believe that people come in and out of our lives to teach us…
That Awkward Moment When You Realize You’re Jaded #TheSinglesChronicles
I’ve been seeing a new guy. We’ll call him Mr. Big, well, because that’s what I call him. He’s tall as hell. He’s funny. He’s a gentleman. On our first date, he held my hand on the way to the Uber. He towers over me and I don’t even care that it hurts my neck…
I Should Have Known it Was Trouble #TheSinglesChronicles
2017 ended with a bang, y’all. Literally and figuratively. Someone said “I should have known it was trouble” concerning how I agreed to have a German visitor during the holidays – as soon as I said, “So, I met this guy on Tinder” she began laughing and said that. Ha! Yeah, that happens to me a…
Today is my Two Year Divorce Anniversary
Never underestimate the power you have to take your life in a new direction. – Germany Kent Today is my Two Year Divorce Anniversary Today is the two year divorce anniversary – yeah, the anniversary of my divorce being finalized. I’ve had such an emotional week, I didn’t even realize that the day was coming…
The Great Year End Purge of 2017
I used to work for a company that did payroll and human resources for small businesses, and we had a huge rush for the sales team to meet their quota at Year End…even though I haven’t worked there in almost 8 years, I still think about Year End as this time when I have to…
Sometimes Being Single is Really Fun, And Sometimes it’s NOT
A few months ago, one of my Twitter followers tweeted me something that I think was meant to be an insult, but wasn’t. A lot of divorced women in your circle. Why do you think that is? — SAINTSVINTAGE RESALE (@saintsvintage) October 11, 2017 I responded telling them that our husbands were assholes and we…
And Suddenly I Don’t Hate the Brits So Much
Prior to departing for Barcelona, my friend Shelly and I sat at my favorite local bar in Miami, Little Hoolies, and I opened yet a new Tinder account. I’d deleted my old account a few weeks prior, when seriously considering a relationship with #FakeBae – but more on that guy later, because it’s quite the…
And Then We Met Some Australians in Barcelona
So, I met a guy. Do these posts ever really begin any other way? I met three guys, actually, but we’ll begin with the first one, because he actually asked me to blog about him, and even posed for quite a few photos…of course, after he sobered up and returned home, he changed his mind,…
He’s Kinda the One Who Got Away
I have been holding onto this for a while. A long while. Like fucking forever. I didn’t know what was going to happen…except deep down, I kind of always knew how this story would end. It would end with him making the wrong choice, because he was the kinda guy who would make the wrong…
I am That Random Girl at the Bar Alone
I starting writing this while sitting in a little pub in the west end of London, alone. With a British Pale Ale, which was quite lovely. As I sat down at home in Miami to finish writing it, I realized that what I was saying wasn’t what I wanted to say at all, and it became…