There’s a cultural myth that still lingers in the background of every “romantic getaway” ad, every couple’s Airbnb post, and every smug #Weekending caption on Instagram, the idea that weekend trips are for people in relationships. That if you’re single, you’re meant to wait around for some hypothetical partner before you book the Airbnb with a view, pack the cute dress, and sip prosecco on a deck somewhere. My partner in crime Dixie, and I decided that’s absolute nonsense. So

Floods, handbags, tea parties, and ultimatums, my second chapter in polyamory proved love without freedom is just another cage.

An Italian lover, a “thumbs-up” wife, and chaos disguised as freedom my first taste of polyamory became the blog that tells it all.

Swiping Hinge in the UK strictly for research. No fish pics, actual banter, and shockingly hair. The results? Unexpectedly brilliant.

We met for margaritas at 2pm. By 11pm we’d collected a cabaret queen, a maths teacher, and a story too wild for Disney.

Took a break from dating, fell in love with myself instead. Now I’m off to Europe with my daughter, no men, just magic.

Dating in your 40s? It’s less Sex and the City and more Where the Hell Are All the Emotionally Available Men?

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As the weeks went by, a gnawing anxiety about the relationship settled in, like a roommate I didn’t ask for but couldn’t evict. There...

It’s been a while since I last posted. Mainly because I thought I had found the one . You know, the man of my dreams, riding in on a...

A lunchtime coffee date with a charming musician, his brown eyes sparkling like the notes of a sweet melody. As I walked away from our...

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Have you ever had a breakfast so delightful it made you question all your past relationship woes? Well, let me regale you with a tale of...