Tinder reflects New York in its democratic offering of all kinds of people from blonde to bald, mothers to militants, some looking for their prince charming and others diametrically opposed to the idea of the fairy tale — and all of these available at the swipe of a thumb.
But six months and a few “dates” later, my results are as lackluster as François Hollande’s progress on French unemployment.
Unless your target is gifted in telepathy, they’ll need to have some sign of your attraction.
That said, be subtle, don’t immediately dance his way or plunk down a giant pint of beer in front of her.
After 20 years of happily ever after, my husband awoke one morning in our Paris apartment a changed man, a man in a midlife crisis. We already had two kids and I was the other side of 40.
He wanted to work endless hours, have a wife without children, hang with 30-year olds.
Men want young girls, or mothers to help them with their kids, or just a one-night stand. Adopte a Mec (Adopt a Dude in English) sounded great: young, fun, and with a great sense of humor. Get yourself a pint or pour another glass of wine, here is the first in a new series with tips for men and women to survive and succeed at the Paris dating scene.I’d read once that the French don’t pick up in bars, from my experience this is far from the reality, however, it’s probably true that French women might be a little cooler and harder to crack which has led to this theory.Thousands of lonely souls, some who’d been flying solo for years.One friend offered this encouraging line about Tinder: you can meet women while you’re on the toilet!In six weeks I went from that lady at dinner parties with an adoring husband whispering, “You are the most beautiful woman in the room” to single mom-dom.Which is how I found myself dating online in Paris.You have to succeed at the stare or she’ll get creeped out.There’s nothing worse than a piercing eagle eyeing up his prey.It turns out New York and Paris are sister cities, or rather, in a long, hot love affair-- the stuff of Aries and Aphrodite.New York may be a melting pot, but France enjoys a quiet stronghold, with a bistro practically on every block.