It’s been a while since I wrote a Tinderpost, but I’m here with some not-so-breaking news. I FOUND A BOYFRIEND. ON TINDER (about three months ago). Sorry for the dramatic all-caps, but who woulda thunk it? Certainly not me.
When I started using Tinder, I figured I’d make up for all the casual dating I never did in college. You know, check out the prospects in the Washington metropolitan area, have a fun fling or two. I was certainly open to the idea of finding a serious relationship on Tinder, but I just didn’t really expect it to actually happen.
I can hardly believe it myself, but here I am, proof of the great flexibility of the app (which has been making the rounds at the Olympics, btw). Is it a hookup app? Yes. Is it a dating app? Yes. Is it a find-me-a-boyfriend app? Yes. I stand by my statement from a few months ago that Tinder is what you make it.
When I met my boyfriend—we’ll call him John—I knew right away things with him were going to be different (in a very good way), so I decided not to blog about him. Because I knew he was special, and I wanted privacy for the relationship to develop without writing some sort of public diary of the whole thing. And I didn’t want him to one day read this blog and think he was just entertainment for my friends and random strangers on the internet.
I will tell you a little bit about him though. Because I just can’t help myself. John is amazing. Calling your significant other amazing is really cliché and overused and just plain annoying (to me anyway), but the word is quite fitting for John. He is amazing. And thoughtful and sweet and incredibly funny. He did a great job with my first un-single Valentine’s Day: flowers and chocolate sent to my office, some cute little Hello Kitty happies (yes, I’m a fan), and a home-cooked dinner prepared while I lounged on the couch in my PJs with a glass of wine while listening to the Pandora station he created just for me. Well done, John.
So there ya have it. A happy ending. I’d like to take a moment to thank Addie, who encouraged me to use Tinder in the first place, and my roommate, who let me in on her Tindering—officially winning me over to the idea of jumping in on the action myself. If you just spent this past Valentine’s Day single and didn’t particularly like it, I’d like to encourage YOU to get on Tinder. Or Match.com or e-harmony or Christian Mingle or OkCupid or whatever floats your boat! Yes, there are some weirdos and some jerks out there, but I promise you there are some winners out there too!
I'm a 20-something Mississippi native now living in our lovely nation’s capital, Washington, D.C.
I began using Tinder about two months ago.
Over 16 boys and 19 dates in, I decided I should share my stories. So here we go!