go in CHEAP & come out CLEAN

Los Angeles may trump New York in terms of the weird dating habits of its inhabitants. People are flaky. Like, way flaky. And their reasons for being so are even flakier than that. And nothing is quite so special as the secret shame some of these dudes carry when it comes to being interested in a fat girl. Honestly, I’m not sure where in the handbook it says we all welcome the pity fuck like a gift, but it definitely isn’t in MY edition. Or they only want to sleep with you in private, as if it’s illegal to like someone that isn’t the Hollywood standard of perceived beauty. And if you aren’t interested? FORGET IT. There’s a special sort of anger in a man that feels like he’s doing you a favor by showing interest in you, when you reject him.

People are also seemingly obsessed with how their work-life can impress and help their dating life. As if it somehow matters what sort of status you have in their (usually the entertainment/media) industry of choice. As if sussing out another person’s connections/aspirations is a prerequisite for a viable partner rather than, say, compatibility and interesting personality. There’s a whole lot of peacocking without any substance. It can be exhausting.

I was frustrated by dating in NYC, but LA dating doesn’t even want to try to taunt me with possibility. It just mostly makes me want to not even try.

Really, I’d just love to be proven wrong.