If we’re talking ~ proper ~ dates, then I’ve had three, maybe four at a push.
I’m not a good dater, but I am a serial boyfriend collector.
With any other boyfriend I’ve had, this scenario would have been a HUGE problem.
I would have been lectured on how irresponsible I was — how unfeeling and inconsiderate — because I did not pre-arrange every detail of this date and clear it with him first.
He’s got one leg in his pants, but he stops to look up at me. Every TV show, almost every movie, almost every book, almost every relationship we see around us, shows us how to be monogamous with varying degrees of success.
Polyamory is rarely talked about, and still pretty new for lots of people.
He looks a little harried but he gives me a quick kiss hello. “I wanted to change before my date, but I should be okay. We don’t really have another bar in our neighborhood. “I guess we’ll just sit in different parts of the bar.” We, as a society, don’t know how to be poly.
I’m meeting Emma at the bar around the corner in half an hour.” “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, whoops.” I bite my lip and look at my boyfriend. We barely know how to be monogamous, but we see models of it every day.
This isn't to say you can't talk about current events or news items, but don't reveal just yet that you are president of the Rush Limbaugh Fan Club or that – while protesting on Occupy Wall Street – you didn't shower for thirteen and half days.
From 18 to 23, I've had about 8 months of being single, and within that time I managed to rack up what a lot of us would agree are the major dating faux pas.
Here’s the catch though - I’ve never really taken dating seriously.
While you’re on the search for an authentic connection with someone, you’re certain to have your fair share of awkward first meetings.
Or, put a little more crudely, you’ve gotta kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince.