How to Become a Dude Magnet

Maybe it's me, maybe it's New York City.

A lot of my success stories begin the same. (In fact, this one went viral.)

It goes like this… I’m dating someone. I feel hurt. The relationship-thing ends and I make a declaration to the universe and to my best friend. In this particular case, I declared… “I NEED TO FEEL LOVED. I NEED TO FEEL ADORED, CHERISHED, CELEBRATED, SEEN, and SUPER-SPECIAL!”

I’m a powerful witch and it’s a damn shame every time I forget this fact and let myself get any level of swept up into something less than what I deserve. Because the very next day after ending the thing and making the declaration, my inboxes flooded with men, just rearing to love, celebrate, and cherish, etc me.

I say this not to brag, but to inspire. I guess this is a classic humble-brag, because I’m about to be like, listen up kids, there was a time I thought I was getting too old for this kind of overwhelming adoration. But ever since I turned forty-one, it’s been… ON. Maybe I’m just more confident and that shines through. Maybe my outfit…