New Year's Dating Resolution
NEW YEAR'S DATING RESOLUTION
AM NEW YORK - "THE DATING LIFE"
BY JULIA ALLISON
JANUARY 2, 2006
I'm a New Years Resolutions kind of girl. I love making them and the bigger, the better. From dieting ("no food. Ever.") and exercise ("twice a day for three hours each!") to drinking ("limit alcohol intake to one color at a time") and debt ("never buy anything again").
For dating, I go all out. In 2004, I resolved to have no sex. (It was a long year.) In 2005, I resolved to get laid – fast.
All New Yorkers could use a dating resolution – or eight. (Forget celibacy.) In 2006, make it your goal to rethink the way you date, to completely change your dating modus operandi – you know, the same things you've been doing since your mom handed you a copy of The Rules in 1995 or the same type of girl you've been chasing since you had your first wet dream.
This year, mix it up a little. Date outside your comfort zone. For those seeking The One, go out with people who aren't "marriage material." Pierced? Divorced? Investment banker? You'd be surprised at how enjoyable unsuitable, can't-bring-them-home-to-mom types are (well, maybe not the i-bankers).
Remember that the best dating war stories come from the worst dates – and no one is funnier at a cocktail party than the girl recounting her date-from-hell ("and then he asked if his dog could watch!")
This year, dump your significant other. You know, the one who you've been breaking up / making up with since freshman year in high school. It's getting old. You're getting old. And let's be honest, relationships like this rarely change. Make your friends/parents/therapist happy and move on already.
Or maybe you've been trudging along in a mediocre exclusive relationship because it's comfortable and he pays for dinners and she's pretty good in bed and it's a pain in the rear to find a new apartment anyway. You're not doing anyone any favors, except maybe your landlord (he'll be okay). Just rip off the band-aid and end it.
For those who have a strict policy of three months before sex with a new guy – go wild! Sleep with him on the first date. For those who stock up on Trojans before they learn their date's last name, keep your pants on.
Throw away your preconceived notions – date a drugdealer, a different race, a Republican. Try something totally crazy – don't get smashed on the first date (something I should really attempt one of these days). Ask out that guy at the gym – while you're sweaty and gross.
Kiss an older woman, sleep with a younger man, have a fling with your best friend's brother. Stop telling yourself you're too young, you're too old, maybe it's just not the right time, maybe you're just not a "relationship" person, maybe you'll just always be a playa. You won't. I assure you.
And for godsakes, let this be the year you try a threesome.
This year, mix it up a little. Date outside your comfort zone. For those seeking The One, go out with people who aren't "marriage material." Pierced? Divorced? Investment banker? You'd be surprised at how enjoyable unsuitable, can't-bring-them-home-to-mom types are (well, maybe not the i-bankers).
Remember that the best dating war stories come from the worst dates – and no one is funnier at a cocktail party than the girl recounting her date-from-hell ("and then he asked if his dog could watch!")
This year, dump your significant other. You know, the one who you've been breaking up / making up with since freshman year in high school. It's getting old. You're getting old. And let's be honest, relationships like this rarely change. Make your friends/parents/therapist happy and move on already.
Or maybe you've been trudging along in a mediocre exclusive relationship because it's comfortable and he pays for dinners and she's pretty good in bed and it's a pain in the rear to find a new apartment anyway. You're not doing anyone any favors, except maybe your landlord (he'll be okay). Just rip off the band-aid and end it.
For those who have a strict policy of three months before sex with a new guy – go wild! Sleep with him on the first date. For those who stock up on Trojans before they learn their date's last name, keep your pants on.
Throw away your preconceived notions – date a drugdealer, a different race, a Republican. Try something totally crazy – don't get smashed on the first date (something I should really attempt one of these days). Ask out that guy at the gym – while you're sweaty and gross.
Kiss an older woman, sleep with a younger man, have a fling with your best friend's brother. Stop telling yourself you're too young, you're too old, maybe it's just not the right time, maybe you're just not a "relationship" person, maybe you'll just always be a playa. You won't. I assure you.
And for godsakes, let this be the year you try a threesome.