Hello. We are a group of close friends in our late 20s that Iive on a 33.7 square mile island of concrete jungle called New York City. We were inspired to start this blog because we want a memoir of all the experiences we have in trying to find love in the big city because quite frankly, it’s friggin’ hilarious.
Let’s be clear, this isn’t Sex in the City. Not even close. Life in this town isn’t all cosmos and fashion shows (as much as some who move here want it to be). Most apartments look like a glorified closet that at one point could have been a meth lab, yet it is still just on the brink of what we can afford.
Looking for a partner in this sprawling metropolis seems like it would be a cakewalk considering there is a wealth of young eligible men and women. This is far from reality especially in a world where we have more websites and applications in which we can essentially ‘shop for people’ than we know what to do with. The influx leads to infinite choice, infinite possibility, and mostly infinite encounters that are so bizarre they couldn’t be fictional if we tried.
It can be quite disheartening coming home way more drunk than you should be on a Tuesday night because the handsome architect you were excited to meet all week turned out to be a stage-5 clinging momma’s boy that was definitely 40 lbs heavier in person than on his Tinder pictures.
But alas! We fret no more. These are stories that have brought us closer together as girlfriends over a glass of wine and a laugh. We will embrace these stories, the good, the bad and the downright ugly.
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