I probably shouldn’t undervalue the assets of a 25-year-old. He could be magic. ... More
The Dating Project
Dating with a view to marriage is no other thing than work. I am a writer in New York, but Sex & the City this ain’t. Carrie had friends who weren’t repopulating the planet. She had fancy shoes. I have fuzzy Crocs. I get commuter rail and Brooklyn birthday parties. She got limos and glam soirées. I actually exist.
This is a project and it is a schlep. I used to believe in surgical strikes, now I’m carpet bombing. I’m on three different dating websites. I ask total strangers if they know anyone single because I have dated the pool of my friends’ friends’ friends dry.
Somewhere, someone is going to make me laugh and swoon. I haven’t met him yet. I’m trying.
I hope it will end. Happily.
An ode to all the dates that went wrong, with apologies to Dr. Seuss. ... More
New York has an endless supply of Praetorian Guardsmen, competitive collectors of wine or girlfriends or art. This one was a champion traveler, racking up... More
Sarah decides it's time to call in a professional dating coach to give her some guidance. ... More
"You can’t make fun of my age to my face on my birthday in my own bed."... More
He was suddenly the most annoying man I had ever met. Shouldn’t it take a lifetime to think that?... More
I should have lighting-fast dating reflexes. I’ve been doing this for 20 years. This is my job, damnit. But I couldn’t figure him out...... More
Sarah's latest date has New York City rooting for the match–literally. ... More
He wanted to have dinner and I thought nothing of it. We’re old friends. But it was everything like a date–the best I'd had in... More
Sometimes it is easier to play through a weird date than to get up and leave. ... More
Sarah finds out the man who swept her off her feet only to make an unexpected and traumatic exit, her Mr. Hyde, got married. ... More
The grand unified theory of matchmaking states: If someone else is the friend, you are the favor. I don’t care. I take referrals.... More
At a certain point in the dating project, most men flirting with me were other women’s husbands. The Captain, an ex I had dated around... More
After standing Sarah up on their second date, the Economist sends another surprising email: I'm flattered. I like you. But I can't.... More
Hair washed, giddy about date number two with The Economist, I was applying my date face when I got an email in the late afternoon:... More
The Economist and I met online, and then we met in person at my favorite date bar. We became those people on a first date... More