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  • 12 Months Later: My Single Girl Vision Board in Retrospect

    12 Months Later: My Single Girl Vision Board in Retrospect

    Contest winner Colleen Viana reflects on 2014 through her vision board

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    PHOTO: Pinterest.

     

    Thinking back to my everyday life in January 2014 is difficult. For one, I can barely remember what I had for breakfast two days ago, so rewinding 12 months is like trying to quote every single line from “Mean Girls” without missing a beat (unless you’re this guy). You know every scene, but piecing together all those small details is more of a challenge than figuring out how the limit does not exist (I was never asked to be in the Mathletes).

    Looking at each of the things I pinned on My Single Girl Vision Board earlier this year gives me a sense of those bigger picture moments I had as a 25-year old. I made 45 goals for myself and while most of them were clearly unattainable (like this one), the ones that truly mattered actually came to fruition.

    Being the kind of person who says “yes” to almost everything, I tend to fall short when it comes to executing something. (Which can actually be a good goal for myself in 2015…) So while not many of my Pinterest dreams came to life, seeing them on my board helped me put my year into perspective. Here are four of my original goals and what accomplishing them (or not) taught me.

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  • Single Girl Reviews | ClassPass, San Francisco

    Single Girl Reviews | ClassPass, San Francisco

    Catherine shares her one-month experience on ClassPass

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    Already available in New York. Los Angeles, Boston, and Chicago, ClassPass launched last week in Washington, D.C. ClassPass hit San Francisco by storm in August. In the land of the start-up, ClassPass had the city jumping at the chance to tour and support the boutique gyms and fitness studios that generally require dedicated membership at each respectively. Now we all had an excuse to check out a studio or a class that we had been meaning to. Hate the gym? Like to mix up your fitness routine? Shopping for a new studio to call home? ClassPass is for you. Read on for my experience on ClassPass and my visits to studios around the city.

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  • Living with Bitchy Resting Face

    Living with Bitchy Resting Face

    Catherine shares 3 techniques for alleviating Bitchy Resting Face

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    My bitchy resting face started early—as early as the age of 3. I like to think that it was part of the reason no one liked me in elementary school, that I was merely misunderstood. In truth, I was the girl everyone called “bossy,” so if I’m being honest with myself that likely contributed as well. Another day, another post.

    Today I want to to focus solely on the issue of Bitchy Resting Face. It’s real, and I’ve worked most of my life trying to manage public perception of myself because of it. Plus, let’s be real: frowning, however unintentional, causes wrinkles. Here are three techniques I practiced over the last decade that may help alleviate prejudice against your Bitchy Resting Face.

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  • 12 Months a Single Girl | Our Manifesto Revealed

    12 Months a Single Girl | Our Manifesto Revealed

    Happy 1st Anniversary to The Single Diaries!

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    A year ago, Jen and I launched The Single Diaries. We first tested the idea on our closest circle of friends several months before that. When we saw that our message resonated with them we knew we had the support to keep reaching.

    As we commit to year 2, we unveil our manifesto… the words we live by, the summary of our work, the mission we strive to carry out post by post. Twelve months flew by, so we simply want to say Thank You. Thank you for reading, for supporting our stories, and for inspiring us to leap. Every. Single. Day.

    We have big plans for our second year and can’t wait to share them with you as they unfold. Until then, read on for a look back at our favorite moments from the first year of living our mission, and share your favorites with us too.

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  • Leaving Home for Home

    Leaving Home for Home

    After 9 years in Los Angeles, Catherine reflects on her decision to move to San Francisco

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    PHOTO: Tara Freese.

    I moved to Los Angeles in 2005, fresh out of high school and ready to tackle my first taste of freedom. The rivalry between the Bay and L.A. was palpable among my friends at LMU, and shortly after starting my freshmen year, I was already homesick for San Francisco. Every opportunity I had to fly home for an extended weekend, I took. Then after opening my eyes to the world and studying abroad in Florence, my perspective changed. My senior year I embraced the limited amount of time I had left in college, took an off-campus internship, and really started to explore the city I had lived in for three years beyond the neighborhood around LMU.

    Though I started to find my groove—particularly once I was working full-time at a magazine and working events in glamorous Beverly Hills and exciting West Hollywood—it wasn’t until a couple years after college that I finally admitted to all my Bay Area friends that I loved L.A. I even started to feel a sense of pride in the city (though I will never ever support the Dodgers), especially when people told me how much they hated it.

    Many people decide to start fresh after college by moving to a new city; I was not one of those people, though I did face the obstacle of making new friends after my college friends slowly but surely left the area. The last time I really felt like I started a new chapter in my life was when I originally left home. Serendipitously, while cleaning out my place, I found the video from my cotillion and watched it with my parents. My 18-year-old self gave a speech about leaving for college, moving to L.A., and what I’d learned up to that point in life. It was so fascinating to look back at the girl I was before I started this L.A. adventure… and to feel the difference in what I went through then versus what I’m going through now.

    Back then I had so much direction and focus: I knew my purpose in moving, I knew what I would study in college, I knew what I wanted to do after (though at that point I thought I would be a high school English teacher first). Now I’m leaving L.A. with more life experience and a better sense of who I have become, though what the future holds may still be hazy (or should I say foggy).

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