Well, 2011 is upon us. After a year of sluttin' it up and having a grand ol' time doing it, I feel very ready to meet someone special. A boyfriend, a partner-in-crime, if you will. With that in mind, I've already made some dating resolutions for the upcoming year, and have noted the 10 types of guys I plan to avoid now that I'm looking for a relationship with some depth, not to mention an exchange of last names. Having been actively online dating for the last year, I have definitely “put myself out there,” to use the annoying phrase lobbed around by advice-filled smug monogamists, but I also think I need to be more open-minded about WHO to date. Here are the 7 types of guys to date in 2011. The Frisky: What Makes A Woman Girlfriend Material, According To Men
1. The Guy With One Big (Shallow) Dealbreaker: Although I do have a "type" of guy I find particularly attractive—swarthy Paul Bunyan-types who are good with their hands and appreciate spicy food—I have dated a wide variety of men. Short, tall, chubby, skinny, indie, fratty, conservative, Marxists, whatever: I'm pretty open-minded. I have not, however, been very ingratiating with bald men. I know, I know, bald men can be very sexy, apparently. Some women prefer a chrome dome. I am not one of them. My girl boner does not immediately respond to a receding hairline or closely cropped cranium. But then again, I have not really given one a shot. So maybe I will in 2011. Because you never know.
2. The Set-Up: Do you have someone in your life who's been saying for months or years, "You know, I really want to set you up with so-and-so. I think you guys would really hit it off," and then it never happens, either because you're kind of unenthusiastic or timing has gotten in the way or you saw a pic and were kind of meh on the whole thing? Yeah, well in 2011, call that friend up and say, "Hey, are you still interested in setting me up with so-and-so? I'm game." Why not?
3. The Guy You Said You Would Never Date Again: After my ex broke my heart, I struggled to pin his emotional failings on something tangible, eventually landing on his profession (ad sales) taking over his personal life. "I'll never date a sales guy again!" I cried. Yeah, well, flash forward two years and I've met other ad sales guys and guess what? They're not ALL fake emotionally f**kwits. Also, ad sales dudes run rampant in NYC, so I really would be shrinking the pool if I ruled them out entirely.