dating in buenos aires
The not-so-smooth talkers of Buenos Aires
A Guy So Memorable I Forgot His Name Twice
Welcome to another post in my Dating in Buenos Aires series. To be fair, this date actually happened in Santa Fe, Argentina but hey, it sucked all the same.
Today’s Subject: Iván
I only recently remembered this date even happened. Ayngelina called me out on the fact that I will go on a date just for ice cream (remember Andres… Continue reading
The Unsubtle Flirting of a Creepy Student
Welcome to another post in my Dating in Buenos Aires series, where my suffering is your entertainment.
Today’s Subject: Fede
Fede is yet another boy who has made it into the Dating in Buenos Aires series without actually ever dating me. He was just that creepy.
If only teachers could sue for sexual harassment
Like every other expat in Argentina,… Continue reading
A Guy as Interesting as Cardboard
Welcome to another post in my Dating in Buenos Aires series.
Today’s subject: Hernán
I will admit it right now, I am so picky that the fact that this guy’s name was Hernán made me a little wary. I went on the date anyway. I should have listened to my instincts.
Buying a bitch a drink
Guys do not buy… Continue reading
Picky Girl Reveals Deal Breaking Lines
This week for the Dating in Buenos Aires series, I thought I would take a break from bad dates to admit something about myself: I am picky.
While most of us can agree that many of the men (boys?) features in this series are clear duds (Um, remember the guy who didn’t know dinosaurs weren’t mammals? Or the… Continue reading
Thanks for the English lesson, now take off your shirt
Welcome to another post in my Dating in Buenos Aires series.
Today’s Subject: Carlos
Once again, I have chosen to feature a man that I did not actually date. However, the experience was unpleasant enough to be post-worthy.
Teacher’s pet wannabe
When I first arrived in Buenos Aires, jobless and burning through my savings, I did what most… Continue reading