After my marriage failed, I was tired of red flags and Hollywood men.
She was three years post-divorce, with a 12-year-old son and a newly adopted puppy, living in Park La Brea, where…
She was three years post-divorce, with a 12-year-old son and a newly adopted puppy, living in Park La Brea, where…
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We met at a boba shop on Santa Monica Boulevard and Fairfax Avenue, perfectly situated between our apartments in the…
“Wait, you went out with her? She’s basically royalty,” said an old schoolmate of my first love when we realized…
I was hanging out with my friend Patrick, comparing notes about our love lives. We were talking about red flags…
The sun has just set over the hills of Palos Verdes and the lights on the tennis court come to…
Long Beach is not Los Angeles. The suburb, if you can call that California's seventh-largest city, is geographically close to…
I saw Trevor at the gym for months: scattered tattoos and a black tank top with a cute patch of…
He handed me a brown paper bag (mind you, just a normal lunch-sized kraft paper bag that was still flat…
“I don't want to go.” “I understand.” I was on the phone with my emotional support friend Jill, who was…