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“There’s no perfect strategy for finding a good boyfriend,” she says. At the end of the evening, he walks me to my bike, and we share a hug. The next day, he texts me dispatches from his cousin’s bat mitzvah: “12-year-olds twerking against the wall here.” We continue texting, but he doesn’t ask me out again. DAY 5: GETTING A GUY’S DIGITS (AND USING THEM) I go to a movie premiere party, and the director hits on me.“That’s why you have to try everything.” After a few hours of my own swiping, a man offers to take me to a Jewish deli and “have sex through a sheet”; another tells me I look like Rashida Jones (! Finally, I message a cute software manager, and we meet for a drink. I get his number and call, but he seems confused and asks if something is the matter. Or you flirt on Twitter.” I file this advice away in my “WTF” Rolodex.I’m worried I come across like the creepy dog voyeur I am. ” asks a handsome guy, as I reach down to shake paws with his black lab, Rupert. DAY 7: INITIATE, INITIATE, INITIATE I read, a forthcoming book by psychologist Shannon Kolakowski.
DAY 8: QUICK AND DIRTY I dress in my best Zooey Deschanel outfit for a speed-dating event put on by a company called Fast Life that promises I have a 90-percent chance of getting at least one match.
The venue is a lounge with white couches, mirrored walls and approximately 30 chandeliers.
I chug a double gin and tonic as the buzzer sounds and I begin my first of 10 five-minute dates in an hour.
Nonetheless, we chat for an hour, but I never hear from him again. DAY 6: MUST LOVE DOGS I meet Shannon Tebb, who runs her own dating consultation firm, Shanny in the City.
Boasting a BA in sociology and anthropology, she claims to be an expert on what men want, which is, apparently, women who sport bright colours, wear their hair down and exude a “cool, funny attitude.” She tells me the best way to flirt is to comment on the situation at hand, which is why it’s easy to pick up at a dog park. I don’t have a dog, so I arrive solo, in a bright summer dress and with my hair blown out.
While I was enjoying the comfort of mutual spooning, dating had entered a new high-volume, high-speed era in which 20-somethings like me could land five dates a week just by swiping right on their phones. Neither did Lulu, a forum in which women review the dateability of male Facebook friends using hashtags like #Wants Kids Yesterday, nor the dozens of other new digital dating tools. And so, in the spirit of total immersion (and ripping off the Band-Aid), I dove off my couch and into the world of modern dating for 10 comfort-zone-destroying days. DAY 1: WORKING UP THE NERVE I meet Sofi Papamarko for a coffee.