I’m happy being single. Honestly, if I really wanted a boyfriend I wouldn’t have any problem finding one but the holidays can definitely make being single just a tad bit…well…depressing. Over Thanksgiving Holiday I was home in North Carolina with my family and spent a few days with my brother, his wife and their 1 year old daughter, my niece Bria. Did you see her on Instagram? Ain’t she cute especially in this photo when she was just a tiny thing. But I digress. I love being around my brother and his wife. They are literally the funniest people. They say the craziest things to each other and just have so much fun being together. Sometimes I think to myself, WOW how awesome is their relationship! Then almost instantaneously the thought of me dying alone surrounded by designer shoes enters my mind and just as quickly as it comes, it dissipates. I think maybe one day I’d like to get married. Maybe even have a kid or two (but definitely no more than two). But if it never happens, I’d be A-Okay with that as well. You see, in the past I was a serial monogamist. 3 years here, 1 year there, 8 months around the corner was the norm for me in relationships. I always put all my eggs in one basket hoping for the best. I don’t do that anymore. In fact, I do a lot dating sometimes at the same time. But my last serious relationship, which lasted about a year, taught me that holidays with a significant other can be just as regular as a holiday alone.
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Being single does not equate to being lonely. Luckily, I have a ton of single friends in the city ready and willing to participate in any kind of debauchery I plan on a Friday, Saturday or even Sunday night (I know, I’m a little rebel). Look on the bright side, if you are single for the Holidays, you will inevitably save more money because you’re not buying a spouse an expensive gift. Yay, more designer shoes for you! And really we all want what we don’t have. That friend of yours that’s married with a kid wishes she could sleep till noon without being bothered, the same way you may think it’s cool to have a doting husband the way she does. Just live your life. Manifest like no tomorrow and avoid F*ckboys at all costs. Who knows, this time next year you could be falling asleep before midnight in a pair of corny matching PJ’s with your fiancé. Or if you’re anything like me, on a beach in Tulum dancing around a fire pit with a mojito in one hand and your arm around your best friend. But please…don’t spend it eating lackluster tacos — Nobody deserves that.