My “date” with Carlos has been arranged by the Austen’s Janes Agency.
Three unemployed women in their mid-twenties set up this business—with its awkward name—earlier this year to provide men with an unusual service: platonic female company for a price.
How, even if one has learned how to be assertive with really obnoxious pushy people, one has become afraid to date at all because of the fear of how to bring up the fact that I will not engage in premarital sexual activity?
These, we think, are just the words that the people of South Florida were waiting to hear.
Editor’s note: Emily is the author of The Catholic Girl’s Survival Guide for the Single Years. Just so we’re clear right up front, I’m not saying everyone should make a hard-and-fast rule to never stay up late talking to their honey or not kiss a guy until they’ve got a ring on their finger.
The ABC reality show “The Bachelor” will be looking for contestants in South Florida this weekend, which makes total sense. So the recent admission by “Bachelorette” Kaitlyn Bristowe that, yes, she and another contestant had sex on a date during the show in a manner that was not, a-hem, pre-approved by its producers, was a nice dose of reality for the reality show.
I’ve only seen a few minutes of the show, and its sister program, “The Bachelorette,” but its brand of gentlemanly courtship, chaste dating rituals playing out under the edited gaze of cameras, with the promise of a rosey marriage hanging in the air, has always seemed so …
Now, a couple of those situations listed are “avoid at all cost” – drinking too much, clothes off.