In case you didn’t know, I recently wrote my first blog post in 2 years, declaring “I’ve given up on sex and romance and gone to Colombia” and then the universe delivered a man to me that very same day. Perhaps I manifested it; earlier in the day I saw this ADORABLE lesbian couple in my hostel and said out loud, “I wish I could … Continue reading I gave up on sex and then slept with a Colombian guy on the beach
Probably not the wisest thing to declare on a sex and dating blog (don’t worry, I still have upcoming sex discourse to keep you entertained), but I’ve quit my job and now I am looking out at the mountains from an ecolodge in Colombia. I’ve hit that classic 30-plus stage of life where you question your existence so far, and then decide to run away … Continue reading I’ve given up on sex and romance and gone to Colombia
What a fucking wild ride the last two years have been for everyone. I’ve not written a single post in 2021, and instead have taken the time to think about what matters to me, like most people have. Lockdown seasons 1-3 have been horrible and I hope we never have another one again. I also got bloody Omicron recently, which gave me some time to … Continue reading Hello 2022: the end of my flop era. (Hopefully…)
I’ve not had sex in a long time because I had been in the midst of a minor mental health mare which I’m slowly recovering from using drugs and therapy (more on that in a later post, I’m sure). I had been taking a dating hiatus but have been back on the apps for a month now, only to find I was disappointed by the … Continue reading My Hinge date had to come with me to get the morning-after pill.
It hurts so bad Why the fuck is it such a goddamn faff to get UTIs treated?! You know what I’m talking about, ladies – that feeling like someone is taking a blowtorch to your poor urethra as if the universe is punishing you for having sex but being too tired to go to the loo afterwards. Or even when you do meticulously hydrate yourself … Continue reading UTIs are the fucking worst.
I know I said I didn’t want to have sex anymore in my previous post, but obviously I changed my mind. This is a story about my very polite one night stand last Sunday. The Context Last week, I matched with a guy on that hook-up app I love using. I was too tired for sex that night, but we exchanged numbers because he seemed … Continue reading My nicest one night stand
I have been desperate to have sex for a while actually – but it has been so damn hard to find ANYONE in London to sleep with, despite it being one of the most densely populated cities in the world. To be fair, I do restrict potential sexual encounters to people in my postcode so that could be it. But a few other things contributed: … Continue reading I just had sex but I feel kind of wierd about it.
I’ve not really given much of an explanation for why I’ve written two blog posts about men I slept with last week. I just knew I wanted to start a blog about my dating experiences and since I finally had sex last week, I thought it would be a good time to get the ball rolling. My intention isn’t to write salscious stories about having … Continue reading Who the fuck am I and why am I writing about having sex?
Brown Girl Dating 