Online dating is revolutionizing all relationships — whether you’re dating or not. For most of recorded history women did not have romantic options. You married the dude who your family deemed appropriate, and he likely lived within a quarter mile, and you stayed with him for life, like or not.  When I interviewed Dan Slater, author […]

Sure, you could spend the night watching Love, Actually and then sob into some leftover Shiraz. Or, you could actually do something fun and maybe even sexy. No, it does not qualify as even the lowest level crisis that you’re not perfectly matched with an ideal mate just because it’s Saturday. If you are really […]

You’ve got lots of reasons why you’re not dating or meeting anyone new. And they all begin with the assumptions you make about yourself, other people, and the future. All of which are incorrect. Here are the three things you’re sure you’re right about, that you’re not: 1. You assume something’s wrong with you. There’s actually […]

Meeting new friends isn’t all that different from dating: You meet, and some kind of magic happens. You’re drawn to each other, attracted even. Not in a creepy way. But in a very real way. You want to see her, hang out, get to know her. You want her in your life. It’s not unlike […]

Hobbies are for losers. I say this because the people who are in it to win it, to do something real, something big, something life changing, don’t call it a hobby; they call it their life. Of course our lives consist of things that we do for fun, relaxation, things that don’t feel like work. […]

You’ve got dealbreakers. We all do. But what should be just a few hard-and-fast, values-driven rules about who you will and will not associate with, let alone date, has gotten a little out of hand. Curly hair? Dealbreaker. Have kids? Dealbreaker. Don’t have kids? Dealbreaker. Glasses, a few credits shy of a bachelors degree, a […]

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I’d like to welcome guest blogger and friend Brett Blumenthal, a wellness expert and coach, and bestselling author of A Whole New You: Six Steps to Ignite Change for Your Best Life (Dec 2012) 52 Small Changes: One Year to a Happier, Healthier You (Jan 2012). Read more from Brett at Here, Brett shares […]

#TBT: "I've got lice!"

February 1984 You know what? I've got a little case of LICE! Why me?! A-- and I were scared (we both had it), and then found out J-- had it too. And D-. I never want to go back to school again! I'm missing out on first Friday mass…

#TBT: 1982 – Sex, Money & Fleetwood Mac (My 9th Birthday)

Oct. 9, 1982 I had a great birthday party yesterday. When I came home from school, Mary Jo gave me a record called: Fleetwood Mac, and a letter with stickers--puffy ones. Tomorrow we will go to the Red Lobster. On my birthday, my friends…

OMG Another Woman Just Married Herself. Make It Stop!

Oh no. Another woman just went and married herself. Haven't we gone over this? Oh wait, we have. I blogged about it and even went on Anderson Cooper a few years back to tell the "bride" she was full of it. I get it: You want to empower…

#TBT: Vanity Strikes: I Buy My First Lipstick

January 3, 1987 Today, mom and me went to the mall. We both got the same lipstick at the Clinique counter! "Mauve Crystal" or something. It's so neat! But I hated to put it on my cruddy face. Yeah, it looks nice from afar, but it was…

"I Shouldn't Be Here": Feeling Unqualified for Your Own Life

I have felt unqualified for my own life for as long as I can remember. On the first day of kindergarten I gave a fake name. I was sure that someone named Madeline would be taken more seriously. I have been writing poetry since I was 7,…

#TBT: "I'll Never Have a Boyfriend!" (April 1987)

I wish I could tell the 12-year-old me in this picture not to worry so much. That once she gets her braces off and figures out what to do with her hair, things will come together. What follows is unedited, unfiltered self-loathing.  April…