If you want me to like you, you don’t have to take me out to dinner or buy me things. You don’t have to have a fancy job, or live in a trendy neighborhood. You don’t even have to dress well. Besides finding someone who can feed me, there’s just

If you are reading this, you might be a young lady who works hard for her money and may not have much of it to begin with. So what do you do when it comes to dating? Are you to wait around for Prince Charming with fat pockets to come

Ahhh, to be in love… Such a beautiful thing, that is unless of course you are a broke-ass. That just adds so many complications to an already difficult though enjoyable venture. So the question is how do you navigate the mazes of the heart with an empty wallet? Do you

Everyone has a “type.”  Some people like athletes.  Some like skaters, hippies or bookworms.  Me?  I like a man who feeds me– well, because I can’t do it very well myself.  My cooking skills begin at tearing the packaging off of my frozen pad thai, and end at plopping it

  Being broke is so much easier when you’re sharing your poverty with someone else. But pinching pennies doesn’t have to suck the romance out of your relationship. All you need is a good sense of humor and quite an imagination. Here’s one way to spice up your bohemian relationship:

I went to an underperforming high school with prison bars around it.  I wore secondhand clothes, loitered on corners, witnessed armed robberies at KFC, and earned the nickname “Tasty Vanilla” from my peers.  Please don’t alert the authorities, but I’ve even spray painted on a wall before.  No matter how

When I lived in San Francisco, I simply didn’t appreciate the local dating pool.  You see, SF guys generally fall into one of two categories: Peter Pan Syndrome-sufferer/ borderline alcoholic, or douchey nerd-turned-frat-boy-turned-corporate-hack/ borderline alcoholic.  The thing is, now that I live in the pretentious, chambray-and-khaki wasteland that is NYC,

Despite yapping endlessly on this site about all the shit I don’t like on dates, there’s a bunch of things I’ve done that upon later reflection were uhhh probably not so great, ya know?  I’ve noticed most of these bad moves, that either my friends or I have made, are