Friday night, despite suffering from a monstrous hangover from the night before, I went to a cheesy bar in Shoreditch with my flatmate, her eighteen year old sister and sister’s two friends.
Aforementioned sister and company had pulled out the full arsenal (heels, dresses, mobiles tucked in cleavage) and looked amazing. I, on the other hand, [...]

First things first: I received a text message last night from the Photographer saying he’d had a good time (!) and asking if I wanted to go out again (!?!) How is this possible? I’m flummoxed but fascinated… though not enough to agree to another date.
So. Last weekend I had coffee in the park with [...]

Okay, so I had my first date following the Technique. I wore a pair of silver shoes and some red lipstick to help me channel Scarlett.
Unfortunately, the date itself was a bit of a dud.
We met at the tube station and walked to a nearby pub. By the time the bartender had finished pulling my [...]

I had quite the revelatory weekend. But first, the next book:
The Technique of the Love Affair: by a Gentlewoman was first written in 1928. It caused quite a stir at the time, with Dorothy Parker (beloved wit, glorious alcoholic and devoted divorcee) saying that if she had read the book earlier in life she may [...]

I’m back! Sorry, was hoping I’d be able to write a bit whilst away but I had my parents over from the States and have spent the past 8 days shepherding them around England and drinking heavily on my own in hotel rooms.
So, first things first. It’s the end of Rules tyranny! A review is [...]

I think I might have my first genuine Rules success story. Which, of course, I promptly tried to sabotage.
So I met the Triathlete on Saturday night after a friend’s birthday party in Shoreditch. He took me to a posh cocktail bar (2 dirty martinis) and then I took him to a dive bar that feels [...]

Tuesday’s date with the Triathlete was postponed because he had to work late. He was very apologetic and sent several texts and an email saying as much, so I managed to juggle things around and now we’re seeing each other on Saturday (which, hilariously, is my first Saturday night date in about six years).
As for [...]

Man alive, this weekend was a bloodbath.
So first of all, B and I were supposed to see each other on Friday but, unsurprisingly and for reasons that are too boring to go into, it didn’t happen. So that’s it – he’s officially on the Island of Lost Men. He’s battled his way off the Island [...]

Okay, so Tuesday’s date with The Actor:
The set-up was masterminded by a coworker friend of mine. She burst into the office one day, beaming, and announced she had someone she wanted to set me up with. I was immediately wary: I’m not a big fan of set-ups because, frankly, I think they can seriously jeopardize [...]

Following The Rules is starting to fill me with intense feelings of guilt and self-loathing.
Kiwi emailed yesterday asking me out for Thursday. I declined (because I’m meant to wait more than a week). He then suggested Friday. Again, I declined (because I’m genuinely busy that night). And while I was very polite in my declining, [...]