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
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 05/04/2010 - 14:00
Most men don't have realistic expectations of the women they can actually seduce. In all actuality, the 45-year-old at the club thinks it's his duty to grind on the pretty, young thang just because she has on a miniskirt. This disregard for what a woman wants is simply incomprehensible and honestly, really irritating! I mean, can you please pull up your pants, articulate and be younger than my father if you’re going to approach me?
By Dolores | 05/03/2010 - 14:32
I have been with my boyfriend for seven months and I can honestly say I love him to death. He recently asked me to marry him, but a couple of weeks later he changed his mind. He told me I was not the one he wanted to plan the future with because of my weight. I was devastated. He’s 24 years old, 6-foot-1 and weighs about 300 pounds. I’m 20, 5-foot-5, weigh 160 and I’m considered quite attractive. He said that if I don’t lose weight he’d leave me. What should I do?
—RGV Chica on the Net
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 04/29/2010 - 14:00
Setting up an online dating profile usually leads to an increase of suitors. Unfortunately, most of the suitors aren't really that suitable. Only 48 hours into OkCupid and I had garnered the attention of a gaggle of old geezers who thought I was "beautiful" and wanted to "chat". And did a mention a woman named Peaches peeked at my profile and send me an electronic wink?
Yes, online dating had already proven to be...interesting. But I wasn't giving up quite that easily! Instead, I took matters into my own hands and began searching through profiles.
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 04/20/2010 - 14:00
While throwing back birthday drinks, I vowed that at 32 I would stir up my romantic life. I hadn't had a date since Generous Stranger, and that date was more like an instantaneous meeting of two attractive and hungry souls than an outing. Now more than ever I want to be wined and dined before dawn. I want to be picked up and dropped off at a respectable hour, called two days later, and do it all over again. It is time, ladies, for this lady to meet herself a man that is going to commit and love her reciprocally and unconditionally.
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 04/15/2010 - 14:00
To me, birthdays are a big deal. I have to celebrate it on that very day no matter what day of the week or what special events coincide. So what if it's a cousins wedding? It's my birthday! April 16th is whose graduation? Sorry, I can't make it. It's my birthday!
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 04/13/2010 - 18:26
So far, 2010 has been really rough. In early February, my ex was violently killed, and on March 26th my Tia Argentina passed away after enduring a 3-month coma. All this tragedy has been devastating; but somehow it has also pushed me to release some of my fears and self-imposed limitations. I find myself wanting to take more chances. I find myself asking: "Why leave for tomorrow what I can do today?"
By Dolores | 04/13/2010 - 17:00
I’m a 29-year-old Latina newlywed, although I’ve been with my now-husband for nine years. Everything was okay until recently, when I ordered address labels with my apellido de soltera. He blew his top. This was never an issue before. I told him that I would change my surname to his once my career goals are well established. But we argue every day about the fact that I want to stay a Ramos and not become a Rosas just yet. I do want his last name, but when I’m ready to take it. Please help me!
—Tammy in the ‘Net
By Dolores | 04/09/2010 - 18:00
I don’t seem to be able to satisfy my boyfriend sexually. I’ve tried everything, but it’s of no use. He wants me to talk dirty to him, but I’m kind of clueless in that department. What am I supposed to say? Ayúdame, please!
—Lil’ Help Here, San Juan Capistrano, CA
Dear Lil’ Help:
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 04/08/2010 - 15:47
Like Sherlock Holmes, I'm ready to solve a mystery. I'm going to put on a deerstalker cap, jot down notes on a mini-pad and poke around bars and lounges for clues to my relationship conundrum. Why do men only pursue women who ignore them? I'll ponder as I observe men drooling over women who turn away with a roll of the eyes. I have no freaking clue, Watson.