tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71511611231034101422024-03-13T16:31:04.714-04:00TechromanceToday everyone is available. Even the emotionally unavailable. You can reach them via text message, Twitter or Facebook. Just don't ask for their BBM pin, unless you're really ready to commit. Welcome to Techromance, a place where you won't be judged for breaking up with someone over IM.Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.comBlogger126125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-10389361122544156802012-02-09T22:21:00.001-05:002012-02-09T22:21:50.096-05:00My Thoughts on Valentine's Day this YearI've missed you all! Truth is the past month has been a small dose of hell, but I am on the road to feeling a little better. Good enough to muster up this Venn Diagram to capture how I am feeling about Valentine's day this year while, of course, sending a little love your way. Have anything fun planned?<div>
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<br /></div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-20065164457621275392011-12-18T21:57:00.000-05:002011-12-26T12:00:01.636-05:00The Best of Techromance in 20112011 has been a hell of year for Techromance! From American Psycho-esque emails circulating on the web, to depressing divorces where twitter handles are part of the collateral damage--here is a round up of the hottest Techromance moments of the year.<br />
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1. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #46959c;">BEST HASTAG:</span> <b>#ThingslongerthanKimsmarriage</b><br />
You can't talk about the past year without talking about Kim's FairyFAIL wedding. Within hours of the announcement Twitter's trending hashtag #Thingslongerthankimsmarriage allowed all of us to join in on the cyber-trashing. Here is a gallery of some of the funniest ones from <a href="http://thegloss.com/culture/gallery-the-best-of-the-thingslongerthankimsmarriage-trending-topic-671/gallery-page/1/?">the Gloss</a><br />
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2. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #46959c;">DOUCHIEST EMAIL: </span><b>Banker goes Ballistic for a Second Date</b><br />
At a time when the entire world had reached a boiling point with privilege and entitlement, an investment banker sent a <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/12/07/investment-manager-embarrassing-email_n_1135279.html">pompous email</a> to a girl after being rejected for a second date. His self-important, bullying tone captures everything wrong with the 1% and becomes living proof that women still dump men with money in NYC. Win!<br />
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3. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #46959c;">MOST PUNABLE MOMENT:</span> <b>Weinergate</b><br />
Last June Anthony Weiner was not the first politician to be caught in a sex(ting) scandal, but he was the first politician with the name Weiner to be caught in a sex(ting) scandal. The results: internet hilarity + a moment for politicians to rethink their twitter literacy.<br />
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July 24th, 2011 was the first day that same sex couple could get married in NY and waves of happiness reverberated on the web. My favorite moments were happy Facebook statuses from friends sharing that their decade long relationships were now legally recognized, along with beautiful photos of couples making the traditional wedding ceremony their own. Here is a full <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/07/24/gay-marriage-begins-in-ne_n_908120.html">gallery of nuptials</a> curated by the Huffington Post and check out these two foxes below!<br />
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5. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #46959c;">HOTTEST NEWCOMER:</span> <b>Google+</b><br />
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Was anyone surprised when Demi and her man-cub Ashton Kutcher split this year? Hell no. But what we weren't prepared for was how she held on to the relationship via Twitter. Just 3 weeks ago she shared a tweet so tender and honest, I almost stopped wanting to call her out for those ridiculously air brushed Ann Taylor ads.<br />
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As for what's come in the new year? I vote people under 35 will spend less time on Facebook and we will see a Law and Order episode based on a crime committed via Foursquare. No one ever said I was an optimist! What do you all predict?<br />
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Thanks for reading and for a fun year! May your holiday be filled with lots of love and new gadgets!<br />
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<br />Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-40752826491675995542011-11-30T22:33:00.001-05:002011-11-30T22:42:35.129-05:00Google Images is a Total Peach<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Good things happen when you use <b>Google images</b> for reasons other than stalking people. I was looking for an image of a pit for a power point slide and stumbled on this gem. </div>
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<br />Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-19514389116797918352011-11-22T21:24:00.000-05:002011-11-21T21:30:07.770-05:00Post Card from the Edge<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxZy0fKwJAXULWep1s87J01TXrhVv29RSXzKIF-gVxsEABGd87Z8-LPnD5a3QPBveFVLPVW1fsZQ5tmnIq6wBX8nBaBU50oGpg9_vnWzieoIxnNdkCLyOoNRq74rxcy1I-OAiWi4MGm7x/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxZy0fKwJAXULWep1s87J01TXrhVv29RSXzKIF-gVxsEABGd87Z8-LPnD5a3QPBveFVLPVW1fsZQ5tmnIq6wBX8nBaBU50oGpg9_vnWzieoIxnNdkCLyOoNRq74rxcy1I-OAiWi4MGm7x/s400/photo.JPG" width="298" /></a>The other night I came home from a late dinner with some girlfriends and found the following postcard above the mailboxes in my lobby. I can't remember the last time I sent or received a postcard but there was something sweet in this analog mess that fascinated me--<b><i>maybe because it reads like a drunken text</i></b>.<br />
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I've probably read it a hundred times but cannot, for the life of me, figure out WTF Schmoops is talking about. Since I live in Murray Hill I'm guessing the "to Schmoops" and "love Schmoops" references a pair of twenty-something single female friends. But as for the rest of it, perhaps I should start drinking shots of 151 until it makes sense. Does anyone else have a clue? Leave me your hypothesis in the comments and I will reward the best conspiracy with a fun <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff0066;">Techromance</span> swag bag in time for the holidays.<br />
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<br />Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-28616141888294568022011-11-02T23:10:00.000-04:002011-11-02T23:19:01.637-04:00The Problem with Fairy Tales<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Falling in love is easy. Staying in love is hard. Fairy tales emphasize the falling in love part, the part where you have sex twice a day and get butterflies in your stomach when you see that person's name in your inbox. But that's not really the part of love that needs romancing. The more significant part of a relationship comes after the altar and after you ride off into the sunset, or in the case of my favorite movie, a lawn mower (bonus points if you know I'm talking about <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hiS42RHaKyg">Ronnie Miller)</a>. And that's the problem with fairy tales, they place importance on the wrong part of a relationship and end where the real story begins. Damn you Snow White and Taylor Swift!</div>
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Anyone else have any good ones? Browse more blunders in her book <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Damn-You-Autocorrect-Awesomely-Embarrassing/dp/1401310672">Damn You Auto Correct</a> on Amazon.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">5</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> Her ex boyfriend plays bass in a band you have actually seen in concert</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">10. Her name is Amelie or Noel</span></div>
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Ladies, do you agree?</div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-47678834497853002942011-09-27T23:46:00.002-04:002011-09-27T23:47:47.992-04:00E-motional Rescue<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Today <a href="http://www.good.is/post/check-your-emotional-baggage-in-exchange-for-a-song?utm_campaign=daily_good&utm_medium=email_daily_good&utm_source=headline_link&utm_content=Check%20Your%20Emotional%20Baggage%20in%20Exchange%20for%20a%20Song">GOOD</a> magazine wrote a post about <a href="http://emotionalbagcheck.com/">Emotional Bag Check</a>, a website that allows you to dump your baggage digitally while enabling a stranger to pick it up--and pick you up--by DJing you an appropriate song. Obviously fascinated, I sent a stranger <b>Dirt off Your Shoulder </b>by JayZ when I picked up his baggage about trying to shake a creepy ex. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The site seems to be catching on and notes on the home page that it is secretly a music site and is currently powered by Grooveshark. Noticeably missing from the list are some of my favorite feel better songs: <b>I Feel It All</b> (Feist), <b>You Got the Love </b>(Florence & the Machine) and <b>Emotional Rescue </b>(Rolling Stones). What ones would you add?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDgIebkFTkh09NXrLmIKwqJMhJ7mtnfB_pm5CM9IvlE0AUb8aL7DC6hu0zAO2ycSYb3u_HYp8WOa173xiZEgbmIlGEBoLxk68AjompcozV0-VuPg5077LTPS_qR6REMZCM8N8iVOz00Omz/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-09-27+at+11.28.29+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDgIebkFTkh09NXrLmIKwqJMhJ7mtnfB_pm5CM9IvlE0AUb8aL7DC6hu0zAO2ycSYb3u_HYp8WOa173xiZEgbmIlGEBoLxk68AjompcozV0-VuPg5077LTPS_qR6REMZCM8N8iVOz00Omz/s640/Screen+shot+2011-09-27+at+11.28.29+PM.png" width="513" /></a></div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-53931752472245948282011-09-24T14:26:00.002-04:002011-09-27T07:29:33.750-04:00Post Whore-tem Emails Are the New BrunchEven though my inbox over floweth -- when I see the subject: <b>Why do I have a bite mark on my ass?</b> from a close girlfriend that is traveling abroad, I stop dead in my tracks. Why, you ask? Because I know it's got nothing to do with mosquitos, and between jobs, internships, law school and significant others, getting girls together for a post mortem Sunday brunch is as likely as a guy giving you cab fare for the way home after a sleep over.<br />
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Naturally the next best thing is an email recap, cause let's face it, sharing these stories with even your most intimate Google+ circles still seems too risky. Check out a post whore-tem email recap I got from one of my favorite women on the planet! You. Cannot. Make. This. Shit. Up.<br />
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</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">I went to XXXX bar last night [minding my own business] when in walks a hottie Mc-Hot-ass [this was not my fault]</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">I walk over and sit at the bar where he is standing and comment to him about the band.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">He makes a joke.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">[What's that? Do I detect an accent?]</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">Where are you from? I ask.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">He responds: Barcelona.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">[You had me at Ba..]</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">Deets: 39, dark hair, giant brown eyes, stubble, smelled great, hilarious sense of humor</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">He begins to buy drinks, there is some unnecessary / extremely welcomed touching of the knees, arms at the bar. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">Bar is closing, he says "will we go for another drink? </div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">I say "Is there a bar at your hotel?" [slut]</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">We take a cab to his hotel. [kissing in the cab]</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">Enter the hotel [making out in the elevator]</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">Proceed directly pass the bar.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">Enter the room. [clothes flying off, no joke that shit was like an Axe commercial]</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">[Mating scene deleted - it was HOT], rinse, repeat. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">At this point for some reason [so I can prove it to myself? pinch me! / for posterity / because it's hilarious??? to show you all?] I tell him I'm going to take his picture. [see attached]</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">He laughs. I snap. He says "Ay! I look terrible!" </div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">Nap. rinse repeat, round 3. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: black;">Who do I think I am? I ask as I'm grinning in the bathroom mirror at 8 am / contemplating pocketing all of the aveda products that are complementary at his hotel I resist, because THAT'S</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"> <b>tacky which is way worse than slutty</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: black;">. </span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">Get dressed. Kiss him good-bye, and head to the street car ice-coffee in hand, giggling like a school girl. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">I feel like I've been horseback riding. Yes, I said HORSE.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: black;">Love and kisses,</div></div></blockquote></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></td></tr>
</tbody></table>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-68840582013961720212011-09-13T22:55:00.000-04:002011-09-13T22:55:47.562-04:00Truth and Lies OnlineMy new web hero is <a href="http://recentdesign.tumblr.com/">Justin Barber,</a> a student at Savannah College of Art and Design. He unleashed a series of posters titled <b>Truth and Lies</b> that capture the paradox of what we say vs what we actually think in modern times. From Facebook tagging to telling people we'll <b>brb</b> even when we have no intention of returning to the conversation, the posters highlight how technology makes it easier than ever to lie especially when someone is pushing our buttons, so to speak. Love this guy!<br />
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<i>Special thanks to the all of the amazing contributors, I'm honored to be in your company. </i><br />
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<div style="display: block;"><a href="http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2462393?ce=blurb_ew&utm_source=widget" style="margin: 12px 3px;" target="_blank">How Much Remains by Nancy Martira</a> | <a href="http://www.blurb.com/landing_pages/bookshow?ce=blurb_ew&utm_source=widget" style="margin: 12px 3px;" target="_blank">Make Your Own Book</a></div></div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-34664585012267478952011-09-02T00:38:00.001-04:002011-09-02T00:47:18.855-04:00Talk to Me (or Text Me)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKQobZzxvS0krdUGiuJnH1e1vgqPPZOX1n26Hl-GOl6gKaCXoS7wmmiJ2m-Xsm2QD8lWevVyoswJG8XYT0lsrWbuwJ7gySKcVCgohdqT97QxRO2yPeynUL6emW-EsocwAVZoviZyZEkpr-/s1600/mail.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKQobZzxvS0krdUGiuJnH1e1vgqPPZOX1n26Hl-GOl6gKaCXoS7wmmiJ2m-Xsm2QD8lWevVyoswJG8XYT0lsrWbuwJ7gySKcVCgohdqT97QxRO2yPeynUL6emW-EsocwAVZoviZyZEkpr-/s320/mail.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>To close the summer, Museum of Modern Art is hosting an exhibit called <a href="http://moma.org/interactives/exhibitions/2011/talktome/">Talk to Me,</a> chronicling how people communicate with objects. From showcasing an interesting hand written code that was shared between homeless people to mark safe shelters in the 1900s to paying homage to the "human experience" of smart phones, the exhibit got me thinking about why it is so much easier to relate honestly to objects of technology instead of the <i>objects </i>of our affection.<br />
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Talk to Me highlights how overtime, people make objects more and more human to enhance our experiences with them. Think about it, the slightest human touch on ATMs, GPS and alarm clocks can make them feel more civilized and interactive. But, ironically, when it comes to romance, we use objects to make our experiences less human, so we can open up more.<br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Online dating profiles are a great example. It has become almost normal to pour the intimate details of who we are and what we are hoping for onto a computer screen, but could you imagine actually articulating this information on a first or date? "Hi I'm Jewels, I work hard and play hard and am looking for a non-smoker who drinks occasionally, makes six figures and has a soft spot for REM. Additionally, I'm looking for a love that makes me want to jump out of the bed some mornings and never leave it other mornings. Did I mention he has to LOVE children and support my career?"<br />
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The offline dating game can be filled with pretense, obscurity and the infamous battle of HTG (hard to get). A funny game considering the purpose of dating is actually to be "gotten" in the end. Just think about the close of a date when you stumble through an awkward good-bye only two get a schmoopie text 5 minutes later saying "had so much fun, do it again?" Why is it so much easier to talk to your Iphone then to look in someone's eyes and speak honestly? </div><div><div><div><br />
</div><div>T<b>alk to me</b> about what you think...via comments of course. <i>Talk to Me: through November 7th at MOMA, 11 West 53rd Street NY, NY.</i></div></div></div></div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-21634513178957512382011-08-09T08:38:00.001-04:002011-08-09T08:38:50.277-04:00Trashing Your Ex Online<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">No one has ever gotten in trouble for talking sh*t about their ex, but if you write sh*t about your ex, well that's a different story. This week a man named Anthony Morelli, from Bucks County, PA was ordered to take down his blog because of the negative things he was saying about his ex wife. The blog titled The Psycho Ex Wife--attracted 200K visitors per month and provided a forum for people to share stories about their PEWS (psycho ex wives). While he didn't mention his ex wife by name, he included biting comments about her appearance, personality and child rearing skills. See below for an excerpt.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIAbt4DEhfxnnuKsjF4H24SPcpSY6LpB84FZXqjb4GvUQeOBL7GAFVvjKjThxdKbqaEHZW6PtA-mKBPLboo2DuA1wnbIRHBnOcBdPZnS7DrD7viVvXjuIFRLJyEFpF8uG_egG6hdGgR5uB/s1600/imagesizer.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIAbt4DEhfxnnuKsjF4H24SPcpSY6LpB84FZXqjb4GvUQeOBL7GAFVvjKjThxdKbqaEHZW6PtA-mKBPLboo2DuA1wnbIRHBnOcBdPZnS7DrD7viVvXjuIFRLJyEFpF8uG_egG6hdGgR5uB/s320/imagesizer.jpeg" width="320" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><b><i>S</i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><b><i>he’s on the precipice of 40 and probably looks all 50-years of it. Imagine if you will, Jabba The Hut, with less personality. She spends her time ... drinking her days away bemoaning her victim status, when she isn’t stuffing the children with fast food, buying them toys, or pushing them towards the TV or computer.</i></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">While his primary defense is freedom of speech, this still feels like adult cyber-bullying, since he is not blogging anonymously. Plus he has two kids aged 8 and 10, who can clearly access the internet and read what he is saying. Can't he just get his issues out in a healthier forum--like a bar? What do you think? Is this guy a total a-hole or is it his constitutional right to use his blog to trash talk his ex?</div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-38153156553261858212011-08-04T00:02:00.004-04:002011-08-04T00:18:17.278-04:00Bridezillas on FacebookIt's wedding season and I'm pretty sure I have received more wedding invites and save the dates in the mail this summer than Chinese take out menus. That being said, I'm in full support of toasting the happy couples especially since that now extends to all of my <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Same-sex_marriage_in_New_York">gay friends in NYC</a>. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The funny thing about breakup emails is that in an attempt to create <i>less</i> drama they often create more. At their worst they can become a self indulgent rambling that makes the dumper feel like they have "closure" while the dumpee feels like they just got dumped and ran over with emotional vomit at the same time, which can happen after a relationship. But is all this drama necessary after just 3 dates? The answer is yes, according to an OK Cupid breakup email that surfaced on <a href="http://gawker.com/5819049/">Gawker</a> today. Long story short, a guy and girl went out a handful of times and to end things the guy sent this Gettysburg Address of an email giving a blow by blow of what was flawed about their dynamic. Check out my "read between the lines" interpretation in orange and judge for yourself.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Basically the girl poses as a busty MBA grad with a LOT of feelings, who's looking for love on eHarmony. It's hilarious and in my opinion tops <a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/0d646e2edb/lindsay-lohan-s-eharmony-profile">Lindsey Lohan's fake EHarmony video</a> with Funny or Die from 2009. If you haven't seen it yet, add to the 10 million views (and cat jokes) by watching it now. <br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mTTwcCVajAc" width="425"></iframe>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-86561296106596905182011-06-09T14:44:00.000-04:002011-06-09T14:44:59.823-04:00Awesome Parenting on Facebook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>If this is what being a good parent means, I should definitely start making some babies. Thank you <a href="http://digg.com/news/lifestyle/awesome_parenting_pic">Digg </a>community for showing us that there is a time and place for bullying and exists on your child's newsfeed when they are being an a$$hole themself.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-jbOgfI1c6I7OnxVqaBmcDAlnQ3YAqR7a-yVYPcKgqK-V8TwOGOMSPkgCr1uOO8kBA1bp5hOBs0pbr4HWW0q0Qoh4d3dCpsls1TBACk9f_eN9UtquQiFoov_690H5-vdxDEJqgbCOHOyX/s1600/Awesome+parenting.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-jbOgfI1c6I7OnxVqaBmcDAlnQ3YAqR7a-yVYPcKgqK-V8TwOGOMSPkgCr1uOO8kBA1bp5hOBs0pbr4HWW0q0Qoh4d3dCpsls1TBACk9f_eN9UtquQiFoov_690H5-vdxDEJqgbCOHOyX/s640/Awesome+parenting.png" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-50894784758679643102011-06-06T21:07:00.000-04:002011-06-06T21:07:22.843-04:00He Gives Bad Text<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQvwF6QVgDdwZxkk7tQA0XBWCRSo7hUwPbTGIM2k9AVBRDxZa6w9ia-h3_DZzfP612gbzklheHXafWc3SH6QNpaz9zBjNW2vjLKeQ7KhDPxi8m1kvfxhqJdLWTI9bBgeZ1FeSLlLNfwadJ/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-05-31+at+11.23.40+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" height="337" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQvwF6QVgDdwZxkk7tQA0XBWCRSo7hUwPbTGIM2k9AVBRDxZa6w9ia-h3_DZzfP612gbzklheHXafWc3SH6QNpaz9zBjNW2vjLKeQ7KhDPxi8m1kvfxhqJdLWTI9bBgeZ1FeSLlLNfwadJ/s400/Screen+shot+2011-05-31+at+11.23.40+PM.png" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></span></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Technology continues to fill in the gaps in our sex lives and relationships. In fact, the rate feels like it's accelerating. Last week I was struck with horror at <a href="http://techromance-jewels.blogspot.com/2011/05/cloud-girlfriends-take-douche-bagery-up.html">Cloud Girlfriends</a>, a service that lets guys create fake girlfriends on Facebook. But just when I was starting to think that even the virtual dating world exists through a male lens, I discovered </span><a href="http://www.textboyfriend.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Text Boyfriend</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> a site that lets the ladies fulfill their Techromance fantasies with 3 texts a week from a digital BF. Their website exclaims that for just $1.99 a week women can get "J</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">ust the perfect amount of sweetness -- no overtexting, no drama. He's fun and cute and he's all about you!"</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Freaking hilarious and actually insightful, especially given the sad state of text messages that get sent to women these days. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">To see just how low a guy will go when it comes to texting, I asked the sassiest </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">bloggodessses</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> out there to share some of the worst text messages they have ever received.</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://twitter.com/#!/misstaylorcast"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Miss Taylorcast</span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> of the </span><a href="http://theurbandater.com/#axzz1O57uhZkL"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Urban Dater</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">:</span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">"hi, i am busy this evening dear. maybe tomorrow you can come over and ride me."</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">"I am expecting to get yelled at so just text me. I won't pick up if you call. I called you a bitch cause you were being one."</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><a href="http://www.missmelisamae.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">MissMelissaMae</span></a></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">"So wt u bin up too?"</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">"Heyy miss hws lyfe treatn u?"</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">"When kan we fuck"</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><a href="http://singlemuchny.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">SingleMuch</span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">:</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">"Too bad you don't like dirty pics, would show you how hard I am."</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">"Come over. lol."</span></div><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Some of the gems </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><a href="http://techromance-jewels.blogspot.com/2008/04/case-of-mistaken-text.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I have received</span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">"leaving work soon, pour a glass of wine so it's ready for me"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">"F-that she went back to Hoboken, be home soon" (a mistaken text I received from a guy after I took a cab back to Hoboken after our date)</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">All I can say is these guys give bad text! Although Text Boyfriend might </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">not be a substitute for a real man at least he serves to remind us of the good things that should come. PS: Just realized if you remove the words Text Boyfriend from that sentence I could be talking about a vibrator.</span></span>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-86182300770154873992011-06-01T20:41:00.001-04:002011-06-01T21:02:11.224-04:00The Positive Facebook Effect<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This week <a href="http://www.allfacebook.com/">All Facebook.com</a> and <a href="http://www.onlinedating.org/">Online Dating University</a> released an infographic to sort out all the ways that Facebook affects personal relationships. The full data visualization is on <a href="http://mashable.com/2011/05/31/facebook-relationships/">Mashable</a>, but the portion that focuses on romantic relationships can be seen below. While I appreciate the efforts, I have to be honest, it's a bit of downer, focusing more on the negative aspects like jealousy, public humiliation and stalking exes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Now you know that I'm no Suzy Sunshine, but what about all the positive things Facebook does for your romantic life? Consider this spin backlash to the Facebook backlash or blame it on one of my fave bloggers <a href="http://twitter.com/#!/blondebronzed">Jen Kirsch</a> of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><a href="http://www.blondebronzedtwentysomething.com/">BlondeBronzedTwentySomething</a></span> for starting a string on twitter to celebrate how you know when a guy is into you--but today I am inspired to write about the positive aspects of Facebook. In addition to giving us the ability to flirt with multiple prospects and fact check people we meet on dating sites it can even show us if a guy really "likes" us. How, you ask? Just read between the lines:</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</span> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">2. He Facebook chats you the moment you log on</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">3. He tags himself in your photo albums </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">4. He tags you in his Facebook places updates</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">5. He defriends his ex in a show of solidarity</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">6. He makes the two of you his profile picture</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">7. He writes overly optimistic status updates after your dates (ex: "never noticed how beautiful the NYC skyline is at dusk" or "Does anyone else love that Raise Your Glass song?")</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">8. His mom friends you (see <a href="http://techromance-jewels.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-milfs.html">MILFS</a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> - Moms I Like to Facebook)</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">In any event, while it was in beta last month, </span><a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/05/22/fashion/cloud-girlfriend-fake-web-dating-profiles.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">85,000 guys registered</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> for a <strike>Fakebook</strike> Facebook girlfriend and had their digital dreams shattered when Facebook lawyers came after them because fake profiles are not allowed on the site. Now Cloud Girlfriends are living on <a href="http://www.cloudgirlfriend.com/">their own URL</a> and the site resembles something more like second life than social networking.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Although it made the users sound like ass hats I kind of liked the Can't By Me Love 2.0 version better where guys could BYOGF for the sake of looking popular. The new iteration just sounds like something Japanese men might do with a <a href="http://techromance-jewels.blogspot.com/2010/08/vgfs-virtual-girlfriends.html">pillow</a>. Dear guys, it's time to get your head out of the clouds and your a$$! No one would believe you are actually dating <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hiS42RHaKyg">Cindy Mancini</a>.</span>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-82620925672949185552011-05-16T18:09:00.003-04:002011-05-17T08:14:27.378-04:00Is Social Media a Loop Hole for Cheating?<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">While technology is often the catalyst that helps bring two people together, it can also be the thing that can ultimately tear them apart. Now we've all heard horror stories of techromance gone bad. Finding disturbing pornography on a significant other's computer, discovering an account they use to troll Craigslist for encounters in airport bathrooms and of course the email hack where you find out they boned their college sweetheart at the wedding where they were conveniently invited without a date. But there is also a more subtle form of cheating that can take place online--one that is almost more disturbing because it is less defined and harder to navigate. It happens in the form of comments, messages and tweets exchanged, a kind of digital flirting that creates a sense of intimacy that is questionable for someone in a relationship. </div> <br />
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</tbody></table> </div><div style="margin: 0px;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://www.prnewschannel.com/absolutenm/templates/?a=3582&z=4"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">A Facebook study</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> by the American Academy of Matrimonial Lawyers found 80 percent of divorce attorneys say they have seen an increase in the number of cases using social networking evidence during the past five years. Licensed psychologists, Steven Kimmons, PhD, of Loyola University shares the following: "We are</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> coming across it more and more. One spouse connects online with someone they knew from high school. The person is emotionally available and they start communicating through Facebook. Within a short amount of time, the sharing of personal stories can lead to a deepened sense of intimacy, which in turn points the couple to get in contact." </span></div><br />
On twitter I see the worlds of tweeting and flirting colliding more every day. There is even a word for it called flittering and some users will go as far as warning against this kind of behavior in their twitter bio.<br />
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These anecdotes and examples lead me to the question of the hour: is it still cheating if the relationship only exists on Facebook, Twitter or another social networking site? <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">To get my head around this loaded topic I reached out to Meryl Cooper, a wise friend and author of <a href="http://beyourownbestpublicist.com/">Be Your Own Best Publicist</a>. I figured if anyone could bring social clarity to a subjective situation it would be her. During a train ride conversation we talked about the difference between fantasy and reality and she shared the following: "You are dealing with edited images of people that go way beyond photos. People manufacture their images online so it's easy to fall prey. But recognize it's likely more of a fantasy, you aren't seeing any warts. It's the same reason you fall in love with<a href="http://searchingforjakeryan.com/blog/"> Jake Ryan </a>or other charming figures. They key is to draw the line for yourself. If you feel uneasy about it or would hide it from your partner you probably ventured into dangerous territory."</span><br />
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Maybe there is just something about technology and sex that is almost impossible to separate. But where does that lead us? My advice: keep your online "friends" close but you significant other closer.</div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-69643133882107977922011-05-03T19:52:00.001-04:002011-05-03T19:55:39.285-04:00IvyDate: Less Obnoxious Than a Winklevoss Twin<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTulfbKcVDlkKAZ1vXgbIxNpEpfegi_9k1nIx8VNuYNbcdDlwmlU1CmJ1JW11MOdjlWGtAR7cumn_Qf0M6aA2qNxRqQ9D-RxqKZvUDZTC7oF-Z5nCwJgT-CnRNpQPhvtYRTZU33G_M0TFL/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTulfbKcVDlkKAZ1vXgbIxNpEpfegi_9k1nIx8VNuYNbcdDlwmlU1CmJ1JW11MOdjlWGtAR7cumn_Qf0M6aA2qNxRqQ9D-RxqKZvUDZTC7oF-Z5nCwJgT-CnRNpQPhvtYRTZU33G_M0TFL/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" /></a>I have this pet peeve when people start dating someone new and mention where they went to college before they even mention if the person is hot, cool or fun. So when I heard about <a href="http://www.ivydate.com/">IvyDate</a>, a new dating site for Ivy Leaguers and the singles that chase them, my initial reaction was to hate. But, after chatting with the two founders, and Harvard Alum, Phillip Triebel and Beri Meric, I was pleasantly surprised. What I thought would be one of the most superficial sites in the online dating spectrum, actually turned out to be one of the least. Here is a hint why: you can’t browse photos. For more details check out my Q&A with the founders below.<br />
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<b>Where did you get the idea f</b><b>or IvyDate?</b><br />
We thought there was a gap in the market and wanted to create a dating site for the "scholastically oriented" focusing on the values of education and intellectual curiosity. We think these are great qualifiers for a potential mate.<br />
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<b>What about The Right Stuff, isn’t that a dating site for people that went to top schools?</b><br />
Ivydate is a little different for a few reasons. 1) In addition to Ivy Leaguers we accept interested singles who appreciate and value learning. 2) Our site is not set up as a searchable database. Once you're accepted onto the site, we match you with the people in your city that you are most compatible with.<br />
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<b>The average acceptance rate for Ivy League schools is around 9%? How do you get accepted to IvyDate?</b><br />
We have a membership committee that reviews applicants and then we send members matches like a matchmaker. People get in as long as they have an interesting and lively profile that speaks to who they are. On your application we ask questions about your personality, life goals, occupation, values, hobbies and passions.<br />
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<b>So how do looks come into play? Your Getty images girl here is pretty much a smoke train. </b><br />
We do not judge looks during the application or matching process. We match based on our proprietary compatibility software. Then once you get matches to your inbox you can decide if you want to reach out to them (three photos are included). This process gives our users a more curated and selective experience. Our database cannot be searched so users can also enjoy more privacy.<br />
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<b>What do you say to people that think we are all too focused on resume dating? Like where people went to school and what they do for a living?</b><br />
The qualities we promote are not exclusive to Ivy League alum. The reality is people want to find compatibility, get married and have a happy family life. On the path to that you have to start narrowing it down somewhere. If you are going online there are huge pools of people to choose from and it's overwhelming. We are trying to help users by connecting them with other people that have passion, determination and intellectual curiosity. These are positive things and important qualities for a mate.<br />
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<b>You both sound adorable, are you guys single?</b><br />
(Laughter). Yes. We are both single.<br />
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<b>So you must be on the site then, right?</b><br />
No we are not going to be included in the dating pool. We are focused on growing the user base in advance of our soft launch this spring. This is serious business after all.<br />
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<i>IvyDate is accepting applications now and will be launching faster than a Winklevoss rowing for the Smith Cup. Apply <a href="http://www.ivydate.com/">here</a>, just don't call it a soft launch.</i>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-67150431355704875352011-04-25T22:19:00.003-04:002011-04-25T22:23:43.645-04:00Are Dating Reviews the Next Frontier?<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">We live in a recommendation based society. From finding restaurants, to hair dressers to new jobs, we solicit the advice of others to hedge our bets and make more informed opinions. Recently I read a term for it called <a href="http://mashable.com/2011/03/10/future-of-social-search/">social searching</a> -- which refers to how now search engines are being effected by our social networks. This concept got me wondering: are dates the next logical thing to be reviewed and recommended? I can see it now, Linked In style: "Jewels recommends Mister wonderful: he's charismatic, driven and can really close the deal if you know what I mean..."</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Although matchmaking and set-ups have always existed to help provide friends with recommendations while making it all feel a little less random, the proliferation of social media is making it easier and easier for us to weigh in on each others dating lives. Recently two friends of mine connected on an online dating site and realized, through Facebook, that I was their friend in common. I got an email from one asking the scoop on the other and of course I dished. But I began to wonder if maybe I should have kept my personal thoughts out of the public domain.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicOcPUMZRW5GpgXlq3xGBEQ_k1R3388s7gsYDiieAJ2pWdaC3WdxLnqUu7F65thaCwMQbB2ryf_sTD_Ya4c0prj98_mhk2fNxBxyyPdvqNabFgUcYyjAjX3PKOrvTZ8MnmP1oGs1XWZG3I/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="177" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicOcPUMZRW5GpgXlq3xGBEQ_k1R3388s7gsYDiieAJ2pWdaC3WdxLnqUu7F65thaCwMQbB2ryf_sTD_Ya4c0prj98_mhk2fNxBxyyPdvqNabFgUcYyjAjX3PKOrvTZ8MnmP1oGs1XWZG3I/s320/images-1.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>To see if dating reviews were in fact, the future I chatted with <a href="http://twitter.com/datingrev">Ross Felix</a>, founder of <a href="http://www.thedatingrevolution.com/">Dating Revolution</a>, a soon to launch dating site that will enforce dater honesty with community feedback. He shared the following thoughts: "It's a double edged sword in several ways: The reviews you're going to trust the most are ones from your own friends. Reviews from their friends are meaningless. But that would mean that you're either dating your friends friends -- or worse, your friends' exes. Option #2 is more like Yelp -- where you're getting reviews from strangers -- but lets be honest, unless it's one of those odd things -- He was absolutely amazing -- but unfortunately he's developed an allergy to my cat -- why would someone be writing a positive review?"</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Although a site to review dates has yet to emerge, a new site called <a href="http://mashable.com/2011/04/23/clique/">Clique</a> just launched which allows you to search your social networks and date people that are within three degrees of your network. So what's the net? Maybe we're spending too much time social searching and need to spend more time <i>soulful </i>searching, that is, forming are own opinions about what we want. But hey if you really don't have a clue, I guess tapping the wisdom of crowds makes sense. Or better yet, the wisdom of friends.</div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-87629152923547309372011-04-19T22:01:00.003-04:002011-04-19T22:11:50.483-04:00Infographic Porn<div>This week a big thanks goes out to <a href="http://blog.okcupid.com/">OK Cupid</a> for creating an infographic that blends technology and dating, resulting in what I'll unhealthily refer to as infographic porn. Check out their chart below which plots the relationship span of a twitter user versus an average person. I'm actually surprised that the short form nature of twitter doesn't breed a mentality for even shorter term relationships...</div><div><br />
</div><div>For a laugh, I've also included some of my other faves as curated this week by <a href="http://www.buzzfeed.com/">Buzzfeed</a>. In case you are wondering, vegetarians, ahem, really aren't anti-meat (check my math) and people that go to ivy league schools <i>expect </i>to have sex more. Not that they necessarily do. That all sound about right to me. What do you think?</div><div><br />
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</div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151161123103410142.post-89312420684025844962011-04-12T00:02:00.083-04:002011-04-13T20:52:38.105-04:00Is Match.com the Olive Garden of Dating?There is absolutely no stigma in dating online, that is as long as you aren't using Match.com. Sure their commercials try to give compelling statistics like "more dates than on any other site"-- a stat as convincing as when Patti Stanger says she is a matchmaker "with a very high success rate" during the intro to <a href="http://www.millionairesclub123.com/">The Millionaire Matchmaker</a>.<br /><br />So why has Match.com hit its tipping point for the young, hip, urban set? Think about Match.com as the Olive Garden of dating sites. Everyone gets in and everything on the menu is just okay. You eat the endless bowl of salad and breadsticks because it's there, not because it satisfies you. So what's the alternative? Well as the huddled masses have flocked to Match.com, more young, urban professionals have migrated to sites where they can have a more curated dating experience. It's sort of like going to a small under the radar bar or social club instead of hanging out at a chain restaurant. The fact that people know about it speaks to their level of taste and curiosity--plus you're not left flipping through an endless menu of options with the feeling that everything looks better than it actually is. <div><br /></div><div>So without further adieu, here it is, a rundown of dating sites that give you an alternative from the norm and inject some much needed life into the category. Would you try one?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOIRnx2r8P6Gdy3F17bG9kksq6Q8thLZRvPwZAN5l9pIpX4o3zOy_C6lxKHHc5vVlGC0P5ebOjkDRhkA7KnR6CbvYFUH4pDTiORoSFc0y5B0xAeHP3mqSyd6vKk8czJ232OhyphenhyphenNHASGPYH4/s1600/images-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 198px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOIRnx2r8P6Gdy3F17bG9kksq6Q8thLZRvPwZAN5l9pIpX4o3zOy_C6lxKHHc5vVlGC0P5ebOjkDRhkA7KnR6CbvYFUH4pDTiORoSFc0y5B0xAeHP3mqSyd6vKk8czJ232OhyphenhyphenNHASGPYH4/s320/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595232397146537874" /></a><br /><a href="http://alikewise.com/"></a><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://alikewise.com/">Alikewise</a>: With the cute tag line "dating by the book," this site appropriately matches book nerds. Although a quick scan revealed more characters than hotties we all know judging a book by its cover can be a major no no. The upside? Meet a mate on here and they might actually understand your dog Daisy is not named after a MTV VJ from the 90s.<br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPHLNa7ieQNOimAdUmLeAAoWKV2S1XFdBDPsRT3Z92WuRcXiZOCbw2iWtAt8635sHguMww5CcrPNGSz_F3X-CXsicZ0CVlKrM6eurWza5MQ30GHuZhr3_15i1gnLhHe_bD0fAAEkliA3Od/s1600/music-based-dating-site-tastebuds-doesn-t-work-for-the-ipod-generation.5473078.40.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 203px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPHLNa7ieQNOimAdUmLeAAoWKV2S1XFdBDPsRT3Z92WuRcXiZOCbw2iWtAt8635sHguMww5CcrPNGSz_F3X-CXsicZ0CVlKrM6eurWza5MQ30GHuZhr3_15i1gnLhHe_bD0fAAEkliA3Od/s320/music-based-dating-site-tastebuds-doesn-t-work-for-the-ipod-generation.5473078.40.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595233331195229490" /></a><a href="http://tastebuds.fm/"></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tastebuds.fm/">Taste Buds</a>: Remember falling for someone because they made you a mix tape that changed your life? Okay that never happened to me, but I believe it happens to others. This site hooks you up with mates based on your favorite song. P.S. if you say it's written by Phoenix or The National expect some stiff competition.<br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipA6fJXE7XkYjP0j0V8ItfADy4ShzSVaJKlEavh7j-EY29GLMrxUUR_JhagooMqHbDwgTi8cW6FeLUo4SVSJgQd4HVWtwimHK4FGSvKK5JfuZd_jkCkcWACg2-7upi2q3YLUlg5hAOVfPO/s1600/3b7a1fc7cb01a5eb7655776ee43043ea.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipA6fJXE7XkYjP0j0V8ItfADy4ShzSVaJKlEavh7j-EY29GLMrxUUR_JhagooMqHbDwgTi8cW6FeLUo4SVSJgQd4HVWtwimHK4FGSvKK5JfuZd_jkCkcWACg2-7upi2q3YLUlg5hAOVfPO/s200/3b7a1fc7cb01a5eb7655776ee43043ea.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595221252517563330" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.chirpme.com/"></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.chirpme.com/">Chirp Me</a>: Started by two brothers and a friend, this site is actually an app that runs through Facebook and twitter pairing you with friends of friends that have similar dining sensibilities. Although the founders look more likely to Yaeger Bomb than to help create a more culturally aligned dating experience, the concept seems promising. If this site doesn't work their plan B is to create a dating site for New Yorkers with a 973 phone number.</div></div>Jewelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805843619746282504noreply@blogger.com11