Stop the madness!
“I can bring home the bacon … Fry it up in a pan … And never let you forget you’re a man … Cuz I’m a woman!“
The lyrics to that insidiously catchy 1980s Enjoli perfume jingle (and the brand’s slogan: “An 8-hour perfume for the 24-hour woman”) have stuck with me long after the scent faded.
By my early teens, I had already learned that, as a woman, I needed to go-go-go (I’m the 24-hour woman, right?) in order to “have it all.”
Success as a woman meant being a top-dollar breadwinner, a great cook, and an flawlessly sexy, attentive wife — all poured into a slinky cocktail dress that I’d wear while churning out award-winning articles with one hand and mouth-watering appetizers with the other. No pressure. Continue reading
When you’re Internet dating it’s possible to get too connected by phone before meeting. This is a rookie mistake worthy of avoiding whenever possible. When we do this, we get hooked, and guess what? Most men know in the first five seconds if they’re attracted to you (or not). The odds that it will work in real time for you and for him are much, much smaller than the fantasy of the telephone. Continue reading
So you met him online. He’s amazing. He has qualities you admire and he’s totally sexy, too. Good for you. Here comes the hardest part: After the first date, you’re going to want to visit him online. You’re curious, and your brain wants to gather as much information about him as possible. You think maybe if you reread that profile again, you’ll learn something new. Plus, when you visit his profile, you feel connected, and that makes you all warm and fuzzy, right? Wrong.
Use a friend, family member or coach to help proof your profile. They can provide valuable feedback for content and point out typos and grammar errors as well. You’d just never guess how many of us are sticklers for spelling, and shocking as it may be, some of us think a well-placed semicolon is hot.
Be out there representing falsely. Don’t shave numbers off your age, try to stuff that body into a different body type classification, or give yourself a big, fat raise. 5’10” is not code for 5’ 7”, yo. Seriously, do you really want to make someone call you on it face to face? Continue reading