5 Pick-Me-Up Halloween Costumes

Those Who Can't Do, Teach · New York · by Marina Khorosh

I have always had a conflicted perspective on Halloween. On one hand, it may be one of the dumbest man-made holidays, venturing into the fundamentally tacky with its parade of slutty cops and nurses and any other blue-collar career presented in baby prostitute form. On the other hand, it’s a great excuse for adults to spark up their social – and romantic – lives right in time for cuffing season! In case you don’t have it in you to line up at Ricky’s for two hours for your packaged plastic gear, here are some brilliantly easy, thought-provoking, pickup game-bolstering outfits you can concoct in the comfort of your closet!

Paris: Shag First, Date Later

Misery Loves Company, Typecasting · Paris · by Sam Davies

Today, we ask writer Sam Davies, an Australian expat with an impressive / masochistic 8-year expat tenure in Paris, to share a much-needed male perspective on the Parisian dating scene.

Earlier this year, Time Out Magazine rated Paris as the best city for dating. Well, it certainly wasn’t going to win plaudits for business confidence, affordable rent, or its great burgers..

What constitutes as “dating” wasn’t clearly explained, which is just as well, as in France it doesn’t really exist. But let’s not let details get in the way of a good clickbait story.

In Defense of the Russian Woman

Typecasting · Paris · by Marina Khorosh

Flashback to 10 years ago. Paris Hilton is starring in porno, Britney Spears is attacking paparazzi with umbrellas and Giselle has just defiléd a Victoria’s Secret bra that costs more than most people’s homes. My friend, a New Yorker at her 21-year-old prime, slaps on an underwear set and some plastic wings and heads to Marquee for the annual Heidi Klum Halloween bash. During a smoking break, a guy in nothing more than a trench coat approaches her and asks for her number. The trench is a warning sign, but it’s also Halloween, so normal warning signs are out the door.

DD Scorecard: The Unemployment Artist vs. The Workaholic

Typecasting · Paris · by Marina Khorosh

You may remember the Unemployment Artist, the dubiously employed individual who sustains himself on a portfolio of various creative endeavors, such as hanging out at skater shops and taking pictures with vintage Leica cameras. You may also have heard about the Workaholic, he who rejoices in the fleeting art of hard work. When it comes to companionship, one would assume the latter to be decidedly more alluring than the former, but, in certain matters, the grass may actually be greener on the other end of the tax bracket! Today, we cross-analyze the two to see if the job really makes the man.

5 Steps to Evaluate Your Love Life

Those Who Can't Do, Teach · Paris · by Marina Khorosh

In random information that nobody knows, today is Evaluate Your Life day, i.e. an entire day designated to doing what I do on a bad hangover: start off positive (still drunk), get hit hard over the head with a reality check (visual here), get depressed and question my existence, make a list of all the shit that needs to change. Since I am positively under-qualified to tackle life evaluation missions here, I have decided to put a little Dbag Dating twist and collectively evaluate our Love Lives instead!

The Dbag Dating Guide to Ivy League Guys

Typecasting · New York · by Marina Khorosh

Ivy League guys are like Céline prêt-à-porter: you don’t know how great it is until you try it, after which it becomes next to impossible to go back to high-street basics. After dating a well-educated man this past summer, I discovered the beauty of conversations that reach further than the latest Supreme collaboration (the hipster equivalent of football) and have been hooked ever since. Just like designer gear, Ivy Leaguers demand a certain finesse and refinement, mixed in with cool factor for good measure. Here are some tips!