A Woman's Guide To Tinder

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You wanna know why your Tinder gets less action than a white crayon? For starters, it probably has something to do with that flagship picture of you and your friend with the “great personality” wearing bridesmaid dresses and pearls. 

I’m not ashamed to admit that I was a Tinder expert in my swiping heyday.  Every now and then I get back on to rattle the cages, but for the most part, I feel it is time to pass the knowledge of my success on to the women who still seek out the red flame.

1. Picture order is a science

Follow this regimen and I guarantee your message box will floweth ever-so abundantly.

#1 - A picture that evokes enough curiosity to go through the rest of your pictures.  And I’m not talking about an obscurely angled cleavage pic.

 #2 - A picture where you look hot with a couple other hot friends.  Men need to know that their friends have options too in this “relationship”.

 #3 - A personality pic.  Note: this is only necessary if you have a personality.

 #4 - A hobby pic. Ladies, this is your opportunity to show that you've run a 5k or have stepped foot in the wilderness, if only for the photo opp.

 #5 - The best picture you have of yourself. Like what your parents have framed in your house.

 #6 - People who use all their picture slots are overzealous.  5 says it all. 6 says you’re desperate.

2. Pictures can't talk

While I've never spent ample time swiping through female Tinder profiles, I've heard it’s pretty much the same thing as reading Chicken Soup for the Marilyn Monroe Lovers Soul.  Live, laugh, love and all that crap. Look, I get it. Not everyone is witty or good with words.  And yeah, Marilyn Monroe was a sex icon, but for the love of fro-yo, whatever you do, don’t leave your profile blank.

3. Be honest with yourself

Are you using Tinder as a gateway drug to bigger things like OkCupid or Match.com? Are you really  the kind of girl who would meet up with a guy just for sex? Knowing the answers to these questions is important in knowing your Tinder game.

4. Have a Tinder game

Those who Tinder aimlessly, shouldn't Tinder at all.  There are better outlets for a confidence boost, like watching My 600lb Life.

5. Your number is a temple

Covet it and unveil it to only the most eligible suitors.  Women who abundantly toss their phone numbers out into the abyss of the online dating world are the prostitutes of the digital age.  And as a result, guys are getting lazy–thinking they can jump from a "What's up" straight to a "We should meet up".  Please, demand a higher level of impressionability before you go spreading your emojis far and wide.

Bonus Rule: If you do reach the point of a number exchange, never take a guys number. I like to be a steadfast bitch and tell them this, straight up. (This tip may or may not have been extracted from the movie He's Just Not That Into You.)

6. Research: it's not just for scientists

It's crucial to get a 360° idea of this dude before you meet up and embark down the delicate path of pretending like you're ready to pay for half the drink bill.  You don't need to ask a guy for his last name.  You’re not interested in marrying him; you’re interested in seeing him in pictures without his sunglasses.  Doing so requiresat least one of the following bits of information: hometown, college attended/year graduated, current city, place of employment.  You can literally find anyone on the internet with this knowledge AND the answers to these questions can all be obtained nonchalantly via casual conversation. So, you can pretend like you're not a stalker!

7. Speak, damn it!

Women who wait for the guy to say something first deserve the generic "hello" that they're gonna get.  I like to take matters into my own hands and throw them something that will really test their personalities.  You want to beat them to the punch and gain control over the conversation.  Size 'em up. Show those potatoes how you mash, or something? 

There is no right way to Tinder, but there is a difference between a Tinder Trixie and a Tinder Vixen.  While I really have no authority in proclaiming myself the latter, I will say that I have yet to miss a match since I've adopted these rules.  Whether or not men respond well to my communication efforts is an entirely different story, which is why I have been vague in my actual conversation suggestions.

I wish you the best of luck in your Tinder endeavors and may the swiping odds be ever in your favor.

Missed Connection

Today I decided to post a missed encounter on Craigslist for the first time.  So far, it has elicited one response that was riddled with the overuse of commas (which irked me).  Anyway, here's a baby step towards sharing my vulnerability and human nature more publicly in effort to better my writing.

Crazy Coffee Shop Girl Seeks Bi-Lingual Blonde Man

You walked into the Bougeois Pig Cafe with a confidence that melted my iced chai latte. Was your white v-neck a little too tight? Maybe, but that didn't stop me from questioning my attraction to your childlike cheeks and kind eyes from across the room. We shared a moment when a crazy man walking aggressively with a terrifying purpose huffed his way into the corner to fidget with some wires. Moments later you answered a phone call and proceeded to hold a broken discussion in Spanish that both startled and intrigued me given your Aryan charm. 

You may have mistaken me for just a batshit crazy woman at a quirky coffee due to one of the following reasons:

- I was audibly and relentlessly trying to convince my friend to throw caution to the wind and drop $500 on an Orca whale kayaking trip. 
- Mentions of Orca whales being aliens.
- Mentions of drugs being planted in my rice krispie treat as the catalyst to my outlandish mood.
- My current battle in fighting off a rather persistent UTI.
- The non-discreet gchat discussion me and my friend were having about you.
- The manic laughter attacks that ensued a midst all of the aforementioned things.
 

As I packed up to leave, I saw you fold up your Wi-Fi receipt. A little part of me hoped that piece of paper held your number and you, by some fate of the universe, found my behavior endearing enough to get up and casually slip it into my possession. I took my sweet ass time packing my shit up waiting for this fanciful scenario to play out.  You unknowingly shattered the theatrics of my momentary dream.

So as a last gleam of hope in my endeavor to find out if there is a man out there who finds the real me captivating, I am posting this missed connection. 

The Scent of a Desperate Text

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Ladies, if you think you can hide the smell of desperation behind a nonchalant Marilyn Monroe quote in your dating profile, you’re mistaken. This particular stench permeates all the elements (even the abyss between two cell phones exactly 3 miles apart) and is stronger at scaring men off than aggressive bangs and red lipstick.    

*These conversations were created specifically for Zoku & Juice. If you have had a real life conversation that resembles this to any degree, please, share it.