All She Wants For Christmas Is A Wedding Date

Dear Duana, All I want for Christmas is to get married or at least engaged. Alex and I fell in love right when we met. We were that romantic couple who were always cuddling, kissing, staring in each other’s eyes, all gushy-mushy, and we are still very much in love. I was hard-to-get at first, but four years later we have a baby girl and still no ring! I don’t want a big ring, and I’ve said so, but he seems to take that as, “She wants a huge ring.” So honesty isn’t working and I think he’s waiting to get rich before he proposes! When I ask if he ever thinks of marrying me, he says yes with a big smile and embraces me, but I’m just wondering…WHEN? Am I being impatient? And what can I do?

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Are You Just A Rebound Relationship? Q&A from "Dating the Not-Quite-Divorced"

Dear Duana, How can you tell if a guy is rebounding? I’m dating a man newly out of a relationship, not a marriage but a serious relationship, and I don’t know how to tell whether I’m a transitional relationship to him. Dear I.J., Certainty isn’t often available, in the lab or in life; science is about odds, but rarely can it specify what will happen in an individual’s scenario. BUT. Here are four ways you can get yourself closer to The Answer:

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Q&A from "Dealing With Your Difficult Woman"

Wise Readers, is there an industry devoted to undermining your devotion? Does Dealing (effectively) with a Difficult Woman have some sexual perks? Read on!

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Plastic Surgery: Are you off your head?

Dear Duana,My measurements are 36-24-35…It’s not uncommon for male strangers to pay for the dinner I’m eating out with a friend, and I haven’t paid bus fare or opened a door in years. But my nose resembles a clown’s—round, like a rubber ball, and too large for my face….I know there is controversy about plastic surgery, but I don’t care about public debates. I just want an answer: Do you think the right nose job would help me attract Mr. Right? Grace

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I Married A Man

I married a manly man. A guy with a rough face and gentle, huge hands. A guy with a pinkie larger than my thumb. With a broad, deep chest and strong arms. And—kids, stop reading here—a hot ass. A man who gets it that all you really need to be a great lover is willingness, the desire to bring your beloved joy. That the two things you need everywhere are kindness and respect. A man who holds hands and gives backrubs that are ends unto themselves. A man who has all that.

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