Let me be clear: this isn’t me bashing that man. He was hilarious. He could dress. His music taste? Immaculate. He knew all the brunch...

Exhibit E: The Spooning Situation It was after round two. Or maybe it was three. Who knows. We’re laying there, catching our breath, and...

Exhibit D: The Playlist Called “Softer Side of Me” He had Apple Music. Not Spotify. Not Tidal. Not YouTube like the rest of the...

Exhibit C: The Fan-Dry Dance Now this one had me questioning both his masculinity and my life choices. I had just showered. I’m lotioning...

Exhibit B: The Baby Wipes Look. I’m not anti-hygiene. In fact, I prefer a man who knows the difference between a washcloth and a loofah....

Let’s Start With Exhibit A: The Bonnet. Yes, my bonnet. At first, I thought it was cute. We had just… you know, done the do. He gets up,...

Some of y’all dated gangsters. I once dated a man who flinched when I touched his lower back. And I’m not saying that means anything… But...