Tinder and Blind

A once single Tinder obsessed bad dater London girl living in Dubai, to a step-mum who bagged a boy in Dubai, now living in London

Month: September, 2014

You’re Fatter Than Your Photos

tinder-fat-guy-girlThis morning a client, friend and reader of my blog emailed me a link. It was of two videos. Before watching, I read the premise of it and got the gist that a woman had posted photos of her real self, a super toned hot blonde who easily attracted Tinder likes. In a social experiment, she agreed to be Mrs Doubtfired-up into a fat suit to meet the guys she had matched with, the results were sad.

At first I thought ‘well, if you go and meet someone who looks totally different to their photos, I would be annoyed, it’s a lie from the start isn’t it?’ then I watched the videos.

The way the guys go about treating this woman for putting what they thought were old photos up, is just vile. It proves that dating apps like Tinder aren’t just shallow, but they’re attracting small minds (in this case). A couple of these guys were talking to her over the app for weeks before setting up a date, they obviously liked her enough to meet just going by her personality.

One guy admits he was ‘agitated’ and ‘wasted gas to come here’ to meet the fattened up hottie. However, the ONE lucky guy who stuck it out and got to know her as a person, was told the truth come the end of the date and he didn’t seem to mind either way, a diamond in the rough.

On the contrary, the experiment also did the same thing with a man. Dressed an average looking guy up into a fat suit and his conquests turned up for the date. The girls all stayed, even if they questioned the photos, they stayed. One even kissed him.

So, is this proof that men are shallower than women? Would a guy rather be with an absolute stunner with no personality or brain? Does a girl care less about a guys look as long as she gets on with him and keeps her on her toes?

If this experiment is anything to go by, we are the fairer sex, and kinder..

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not advocating obesity and I do get that people want to see the photos in reality, hell I look 10x better in my photos than real life, but what I’m saying is be kind. If the person in the photo doesn’t look like themselves, they’ve put on a few pounds, have dyed their hair, whatever, there is no need for the mean reactions. Stick it out a bit longer and you never know, you could end up marrying ’em.  


International Dater Extraordinaire

Update: NYC

Dubai guy and I have decided to become international daters. This entails no commitment from eachother, other than committing to meeting in a different country at every date.

We have come up with a bucket list, be it a weekend away in New York (which is happening in October) or two weeks skiing the Alps, we’ve got it sussed.

I can’t commit to a long distance relationship. So, he can go on a Friday brunch in Dubai and roll in at 4am and I won’t moan. I can go out and come in off my face on gin, starfish face first on my bed and I won’t have 20 questions about where I’ve been, no argument of having to explain why I need the entirety of the bed to result in demoting him to the floor. It’s the best of both worlds! To be fair, we have been ‘out out’ a bit recently and both of us will message when we’re home, but not because we feel we have to, we just want to. Plus clearly we aren’t getting lucky with anyone else..

So an October weekend is our third country in the bucket list of dates. First was Dubai, second London, third New York. As he’s a writer he will be reviewing a hotel in NY to save us that cost- of which I’ve sent him a shortlist of the best to approach, and I have booked us brunch at A-list fav Balthazar. We’ll watch the sun set at the MET and probably get lost between skyscrapers, and quite frankly, I am buzzing about my new date bucket list.

It’s perfect. No stress of a relationship but with the adventure and excitement of the honeymoon period, every single time, exploring a different city/country/continent.

If either of us find someone else, then we’ll stop of course. Until then, bring on the next adventure..