“Too crazy for me, I guess,” was his last text and while I was tempted to answer “oh boy, you have no idea, mohaha” I didn’t bother to reply and just like that my one and only Tinder experience turned…
Category: fem
The time I was mistaken for a prostitute in Dublin
Yesterday evening I had a WTF?! experience of completely outrageous proportions. I was mistaken for a prostitute. Now, you probably thinking that I was wearing my usual miniskirts, high heels and maybe my oh-so-cool black hat (which would be no…
Third-wheeling or being a single female passed 30
For as long as I can remember I have been the third wheel, or the fifth, or the seventh, or… you get the idea. At weddings, I am the one placed next to a socially-misadjusted cousin. At dinner, I am…
Feminism 101
I always wanted to say more than I could and as my words turned into a mess, I once again postponed a post on feminism. As an acquaintance casually mentioned how he and his friends accidentally ended up at a…
50 shades of “bye-bye-equality”
My first problem was Twilight. Now, this is actually a cute little story that I read and watch at the cinema. Is it bad? a little bit. Is it really bad? yes, actually it is. Let me explain. I can…
Unwanted male attention
A while back a complete stranger, a man from the Balkans or perhaps the middle east, came up to me wanting to start a conversation. He quickly changed from German to English, asking me if I spoke English. I told…