The Blurb: The year is 2009. I’m a very young 37 years old, and I live in the trendy Chicago neighborhood of Lincoln Park. I am, what most people would call, a “Trixie”, due, in part, to my pedigree, as well as the geographic area in which I reside. I am an attorney, but I’ve paid my dues, no longer having to work those ridiculous young-associate hours.
I have officially been “on the market” now for about 3 years since the demise of my marriage. Given that my traditional dating routine was c...
Published on June 23, 2015 15:53