L.A. Affairs: Could a couch-surfing gringo dance his way into my heart?
My friends Natasha and Mimi and I were tired of getting ghosted on the dating apps. A year after I moved from Miami to L.A., I felt as if the ...
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L.A. Affairs: My mother wanted me to find a Jewish wife. But I got distracted along the way
My mother had always admonished me to date nice Jewish girls. Otherwise, I might fall in love with someone who wasn’t. When I moved to Los Angeles, I’m sure she ...
L.A. Affairs: My husband left me for an actual movie star. I thought I was done with love
I was just back in L.A. after a stint in Vancouver that saw my soon-to-be-ex-husband realizing his dreams of becoming a successful actor and hooking up with a movie star ...
My boyfriend told me that he didn’t want to get married again. Dealbreaker?
What a jerk, I thought, after Clark yelled at me again to pull faster on the sailboat’s lines to keep pace with the changes of the wind as we headed ...
L.A. Affairs: It only took me 3 dates with a woman and her wife to find my best self
I walked into the Los Feliz gay bar dressed in my New York City best: leather pants, a crisp top-buttoned white shirt, sneakers, silver jewelry and a cow-print bucket hat. ...
He was kind and rich. His expensive gifts hinted at something darker
He was everything I wasn’t. A New Yorker from a wealthy family, a film producer who moved easily among famous people, called them by their first names and went to ...
L.A. Affairs: My dog bit my date. Would I hear from him again?
It was September 2021, and the fall chill was creeping in. Since the early days of the COVID-19 pandemic, I had been shackled to my 350-square-foot studio apartment in Miracle ...
L.A. Affairs: I boldly gave a fun, mysterious guy my number. Could I refrain from Googling him later?
This story begins at MiniBar, as so many of my Hollywood stories do. Well, technically it’s called Lily’s Bar now, but to me it will always be MiniBar — the ...
L.A. Affairs: I dated all kinds of complicated guys. Would L.A. men be any different?
Sitting on a plane from Budapest to Los Angeles — a journey I was familiar with — felt different this time. I was visualizing my new startup job in sunny ...
L.A. Affairs: My roommate had sun-kissed skin and a movie-star smile. Was he my Romeo?
I grew up in Los Angeles a hopeless romantic with my head permanently tilted toward the sky and a copy of “Romeo and Juliet” worn from rereading. I devoured that ...
