This data captures dating patterns in broad strokes — it certainly doesn’t mean that every guy you meet in NYC is looking for an open relationship.
So please give us your thoughts on your city and your dating experience there in the comments below.
Don’t expect to be Facebook official with anyone until you’ve moved in together. If you’re lucky maybe everyone catches each other’s eye and you’ll get to try out one of those alternative relationships you’ve been hearing so much about.
We were basically a big blob of poly love, but it was not sustainable."—Amory Jane, sex class instructor at She Bop "Blind date setup on Ok Cupid: Turned out he worked with a friend of a friend. I just ordered a burger to save money for this dude. He baited me into an argument/discussion about being a gay Christian, which I quickly discovered, he was. Your words slurred and you didn't so much walk as wobble into the bar.
In solidarity, I collected real-life dating stories from our panel of romance experts, as well as the Mercury's Portland Dating Dispatch blog, where anonymous locals stopped being polite and started getting real about seeking relationships and sex in Portland. There's not much hope for us, fellow singles of Portland.
Certainly, many of the shady characters from these tales still roam the Ok Cupid underworld, SO BEWARE! But sometimes, just sometimes, all the trouble is worth it. He showed up wearing house slippers and sweatpants because he'd been 'day drinking to get rid of his hangover.' (It was 10 pm when we met). I'm just embarrassed—and angry that I had already paid for the meal! He was handsome and seemed nice, so we agreed to meet.
It’s well known that everyone in Portland either freelances or works in the service industry (or both!
) so that coveted seven o’clock dinner date probably isn’t in the cards, and morning coffee is kinda played out. Oh, and we're definitely judging you by what you order. Soy-free, dairy-free, gluten-free, definitely meat-free, and "have been known to break out into hives if the onions were picked on a weekend." Luckily most restaurants are used to this sort of behavior. Everyone has a garden, brews their own beer, and makes moldy sauerkraut because that’s definitely how it was done by their host family that semester abroad in Germany.