By Angie Romero | 06/09/2010 - 08:15
Face it: There are just some things that men—especially NON-Latino men—need to know when it comes to dating a Latina. Like, trying to pick one of us up with: "Mami, ven aquí/I want to be your papi chulo, can't you see?" will get you clowned. (You are not my child and you are also not Diddy).
By Dolores | 05/26/2010 - 18:00
My boyfriend and I have been together for nine months, but we have issues: who calls who, who will pay for dinner this time, things like that. This could be because of our age difference. He’s 23 and I’m 29. Right now I’m at the stage where I’m looking for something serious. I asked him where our relationship is headed and he answered with, “Are you ready with all your debt?” I do have debts, but what does that have to do with anything?
—Ms. Playa Larga in Cyberspace
Dear Ms. Playa:
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 05/20/2010 - 16:06
I had finally done it. I had finally arranged a date with Zeus, the Greek man I'd met online a few weeks back. I woke up on date day with a sense of calm. My ease surprised me, as Zeus and I had never spoken. Still, off I went to meet a man for the first time that I'd only emailed half a dozen times. I hopped on the train, still mellow, with no expectations of fireworks or failure.
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 05/18/2010 - 14:00
When it comes to matters of the heart, my life is pretty predictable. From only dating Latino men to the abrupt manner in which my relationships end, everything is always the same. Unfortunately, the same hasn’t led too much. It never does, does it?
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 05/14/2010 - 14:00
Leaving the past in the past has always been quiet difficult for me. I am a woman who, when vulnerable and in love, attaches herself for life—whether the man is reciprocating or not. Luckily, I am slowly shedding that aspect of my persona, attempting to experience something new and different. And that’s why I decided to reply to Zeus.
By Dolores | 05/14/2010 - 10:36
I’m 22 and have been seeing this handsome 25-year-old hombre who really cares about me. He’s great except for one thing: He’s married to a 33-year-old woman with two kids. According to him, they’re having all sorts of problems. She’s horrible, never wants to spend time with him, goes off on vacation to Cancun by herself—the list goes on. Now he has invited me to go with him to Barcelona. I don’t know what to do.
—Going Loca in Texas
Dear Going Loca:
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 05/13/2010 - 11:00
I've never been the type of woman to chase a man...at least not in the beginning of a relationship. Sure, I've called a man while drinking at 4am because the relationship has gone awry. And yes, I have even written numerous emails to "express myself" when the man in question runs into his cave, refusing to return my late night phone calls and texts. But I’ve only yelled “Pick up!!!” at the top of my lungs to those special men who have affected me greatly. Those are the men who have taken a little piece of my heart and my pepa™.
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 05/11/2010 - 14:00
Winking at someone online doesn't always guarantee success. Heck! Sometimes a wink is all you get. That emoticon in your Inbox can quickly become the only communication between you and the profile cutie that caught your eye, which makes online dating more of a numbers game than anything else.
By Dolores | 05/10/2010 - 16:17
I’m a Puerto Rican dating a non-Latino. Things are going pretty well, except at the dinner table. He only eats pizza, chicken or pasta. When he comes to family dinners he looks at the food in disgust and hardly touches the pernil and arroz con gandules. It makes me feel bad because my family’s always asking me why he doesn’t eat. Could food ruin our relationship?
—Ayúdame in CT
By Dolores | 05/07/2010 - 15:00
My boyfriend just broke up with me because of our age difference; he didn’t want people to think he was robbing the cradle. I’m 17 and he’s 35. But now he tells me that if we get back together I have to change the way I dress and stop plucking my eyebrows, wearing makeup and going out with my amigas. I don’t know what to do because I love him very much.
—Confundida in Houston