wedding dresses
He came with me to the dress shop and picked it out himself, even though he hadn't proposed. I'm not sure why I ever wanted him to.
circle of friends
I promised to come over and bake her some cookies. I ended up staying for five hours to make her some food she could eat cold or reheat easily, tidy up her floors, get the dishes taken care of, and do a few other odds and ends.
friendship
I need to find someone who will go thrift shopping with me, dammit, so I decided to get a little creative.
friends
If only they made more of an effort to communicate with each other and listen to each others' perspectives they would then realize that they were meant to be best buddies and play ersatz musical instruments together all the time!
air mattress
I don't really like the term "homeless." I prefer "home-challenged."
relationships
Friendship isn’t second place for losers, it’s the start of a beautiful relationship.
the fuckits
Fuckits, n.: the rush of yielding to temptation, esp. to behave in a compulsive manner; the flood of relief that occurs after permitting oneself to indulge (see: Case of the Fuckits).
friends
Now if only I could learn how to make some, I'd be set.
friends
While you’re traipsing around the club stoked/amazed by the newfound monetization potential of your genitals, be warned -- landmines are everywhere.
boundaries
Though most people still refer to a person they met in school as their “best friend,” more and more people seem to be relying on their colleagues for input on the day-to-day drama of boyfriends and “Parks and Recreation.”
career
The relationship between publicists and writers is one of true codependence.
bff
Yes, it was pretty codependent. Gloriously so. My husband became an afterthought to Morgan and I, and he seemed okay with it.
disability
I have long-standing relationships that never recovered from my diagnosis and friendships which have never been the same after reactions to my use of various aids, medications or therapies.
adult problems
So what happens if because of a series of lifestyle and geographical changes, you find yourself in your late 30s desperately in need of the magical ability to make new friends? Or any friends?
coming-of-age
I’m a Jeanie, I intuit other Jeanies and we are Annie-magnets. We long for the innocence of the Madges and the brass ovaries of the Deirdres.
crushes
Girl-centric summer camp classic "Little Darlings" was a movie I held religiously close to my heart as a preteen, but how would it look to an almost 39-year-old?
family
It's Thanksgiving! I asked all the xoJane staffers what they're thankful for this year, and they got CHEESY as hell.