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But just because someone will never have a Parisian accent or look appropriately dressed in every situation to said accent doesn’t mean that she can’t absorb the advice of an actual French woman (who still doesn’t get what the fuss is all about). Meet Laura, our resident French friend who works in fashion, lives in Manhattan and navigates the same world as us, only through a decidedly different lens. Laura: White shirt, denim, favorite watch and shoes made for walking. MR: What’s better: kale stuck between your teeth, or having everything on your fork fall off just as you’re about to take a bite?
This week we asked her about first dates in NYC; next round she’ll answer what you’d like to know, so leave your questions in the comments below. MR: What’s the best thing someone could say to you on a date? Laura: Kale stuck in my teeth while opening my mouth to take a bite and everything falls of my fork. Do you text, let him text, believe he should he call? Laura: I was brought up to always thank whoever invites me to dinner.
Our hyper-distracted temperament, grass-is-greener FOMO, and impatient demands to get everything, like, yesterday are rewriting the rules of dating quicker than you can say "swipe right." What was once an afternoon (fine, a lonely Sunday evening) spent trawling Ok Cupid is now a five-minute Tinder blitz during a treadmill run. Boundaries are being crossed, rubbed out, and re-drawn.
At some point a girl has to face not only the mirror, but her genealogy, and accept that she is not French.
(Unless she is French.) For out-of-country Francophiles, however, coming to terms with this fact in no way softens the blows of the daily minutiae: hair that doesn’t automatically muss itself artfully yet casually, greetings that are awkward and full of accidental cheek-missing, mouth-kissing fumbles. MR: In your mind, what does the ideal first date outfit look like? ” I am French, I dont understand how you can see more than one person at once.
With an unholy trinity of traditional, online, and mobile dating options to choose from, the possibilities are almost endless.
But, what exactly does that mean for being single in the city?
She’s like Dear Abby and Google combined, only way more French. Laura: The concept of dating different people at once doesn’t exist in Paris. Laura: Who cares about the spot when the date captivates you? MR: What do you do if you’re on a date, and you really have to pee, but you have already peed three times? MR: What if you don’t get butterflies, but don’t hate him/her, either — and that person asks you out again.
Laura: So let me get this straight…you are on a date, and you know the person since you are having dinner together.
For many, this new landscape has made dating more fun, more diverse, and more empowering than ever. Hold on tight; we’re not in Kansas anymore…In the city, we’re all very busy, and time is the most precious of all our assets.
We command instantaneous communication, real-time news, and 24/7 information, and our dating attitudes now reflect the same warp-speed principles.
If you want to use the bathroom five times, you do so. MR: Do you follow rules about more-than kissing after a first date?
And, in the city, they're changing even faster than usual.
It’s no coincidence that so many of our Tinder profiles declare that we’re not looking for a pen pal; we’re looking to get to the point, because we don't have time to waste. With a social-media-enabled world out there offering new matches and distractions, waiting three days, or even 24 hours, to reply to a text is as antiquated as sending a carrier pigeon.