All posts tagged: Spinster week

Guest Post: How to Lose & Find Yourself After a Breakup

By Lorenza Brascia Another Saturday morning waking up puffy-eyed and, possibly hungover. If I was hungover, this was a sign of improvement. It would mean that I had managed to suppress my deepened, darkened feelings, pulled together an outfit, and allowed myself to “let loose” for a night when deep down inside, all I wanted to do was crawl back into bed. Lights off. Sleep. Repeat. Ice soon to be on the ground, a sunless sky; it was too easy to stay inside alone. Heartbreak… It’ll get ya.

Guest Post: From Heartbreak to NYC in 7 Easy Steps

by Ashley Haines And by easy, I mean really challenging and gut wrenching. But don’t fret, my friends, it is possible. In fact, I am a living testimonial. Disclaimer: Previous successes do not guarantee future outcomes. May take up to six months to see results. Get your heartbroken. Destroyed. It doesn’t matter how you do it, but there are plenty of ways to get the job done. And when it does, your world will shatter, and nothing will piss you off more than hearing people try to console you by telling you “we all go through it- it’s ok.” Sure, we do all experience heartbreak at one point or another—hell, some of us will be fortunate enough to experience multiple times—but not everyone feels solace in knowing how common the experience is. At the end of the day, it’s incredibly shitty, and trivializing it won’t change a thing. Cry. A lot. Don’t be ashamed, baby girl (or boy), let it alllll out. Scream if you have to. Be angry. Whatever you do, avoid letting your …

Guest Post: I Dated a Felon

by Cassie Miller As you may or may not know, I do the online dating “thing”. I really wish I kept a list of the guys I’ve talked to, but it might be more embarrassing than handy. I’d venture to say I have talked to over 100 guys (I am always talking to at least one). Of the guys I have talked to, I have met 4 of them (and dated one). That’s about a 1% success rate (better than my “real life dating” success rate, hollahhhh!)

Boundaries of a Bold Bitch

Toeing the lines… By David Ryan So as Spinster Week comes to a close, Robert had the brilliant idea of putting you to sleep: with me. HA! Being trusted with the toughest leg of the relay, naturally I would never procrastinate the hell out of my deadline. HA! (Yeah. Sorry, Robert…) But today, I want to talk to you about drawing and toeing the line — knowing what the limits are, even if they’re just what’s perceived. On Tumblr (and vis a vis this Instagram), there are the wise words: “wake up every morning and tell yourself you’re a badass bitch from hell and that no one can fuck with you and don’t let anybody fuck with you.” In life we sometimes make secret compromises for the greater good. Like tolerating behavior in friends we don’t always find endearing. Or a significant other your friend is happy with that you don’t think is good enough. Or patience and support for the grieving. Or just not subjecting the world to our ratchetness and staying in. As …

Guest Post: Online Dating is a Joke

By Kat Eugenio Recently, in true spinster fashion, I hit rock bottom and signed up for a dating site (This is a public shaming of me).  I haven’t dated much (Seriously, stop now), so the only relationship experience I have to go off of is that of my overly dramatic, spinster best friend (Thanks, man). (Because this is how I think dating should work— Except you should ALWAYS use the correct form of “you’re”) Apparently, guys on the internet are willing to look past the fact that I only ever want to eat ice cream and watch TV in my underwear. Their desperation bumps me up to an “out of your league” status–the key is being hopeless and awkward and desperate for love. The messages asking for wild nights are still rolling in (I just want to lay down and hug). There is no greater self esteem booster than when some supah hot rando tool bag wants to get into my lady parts. Not only do you feel pretty and confident but you get the …