Woman uses online dating for meals
Balance the family photos with you doing something fun—like hanging out at a stadium—so I have a better idea of what our time together will be like.” –James, 42“If the woman’s photos are only with friends, I automatically think she is shy and insecure about her looks.I would like to see a confident picture of her by herself doing something she loves.Meet Erin, a 24-year-old struggling actress in Toronto with a 48-restaurant–long have already netted 650 comments, ranging from the mildly interested (“Meh.I’d spend on her”) to the extremely angry (“I started reading her blog and wanted to punch her through my screen”). Here, guys dish on photos, profiles, and all the things you’re doing right and wrong to get their attention.You don’t have to overhaul your strategy based off of these guys' thoughts, but if you’re in a rut, take some tips right from the stallion’s mouth.“When you have too many pictures with family members, it makes us think you’re going to drag us to family functions early on.One girl’s profile that made me laugh said she was seeking a ‘rock star chef to search the infinite abyss with.And if you can make a red velvet cake, well, that’s pretty sexy, too.’” “Most men are basically children.
Which is why I’ve decided to let someone else finance my dreams. To eat in pretty restaurants without costing me a penny," she writes on her personal blog. Follow me to learn who I screw over, bang and love as I navigate Toronto’s diners, drive-ins and dives." Wotherspoon's blog posts include snippets of her dates.In her latest, she describes a visit to an all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet where she wore sweats and ate unidentifiable sushi.She says the date was a "meal well wasted." More of her blog entries describe pretending to be Jewish to land a date on J Date (a Jewish dating site) and a time someone asked her to split the bill.Which is why I've decided the let someone else finance my dreams. To eat in pretty restaurants without costing me a penny. Follow me to learn who I screw over, bang and love as I navigate Toronto diners, drive-ins and dives. I suggest you take that chin strap back to the 'burbs and order some quesadillas from your neighbourhood Kelsey's stat. Or rather suffocate me with that awful complimentary bread they bring you.As far as this "social experiment" (as it has been recently deemed) goes, I think some of you are already eating your entree whereas I've only just delved into my appetizer. I want to go to nice restaurants and have guys pay for it while I review the food. If you so choose to dizzy yourself with my logic..."What is she satirizing? And YES I have been to Salad King, now can we please move on to bigger and better things?