April 2020: Utterly charming, but not my prince.
January 2019: I’ve found a charming man. Let’s see how this story progresses…
February 2018: Are there any charming people left?
July 2017: Shall I find a Princess Charming?
April 2017: I gave him another shot. What a waste of time.
September 2016: He wasn’t Prince Charming.
September 2015: I have become one of those loved-up girls I hate. But who gives a shit? I’m happy. Prince Charming has ridden into my life and swept me off my feet.
July 2015: Still single, but owning it. I’m determined to not resent my single twenties.
April 2015: I’m still single. This is not looking good…
August 2014: I’ve been single for nearly 2 years and my patience is wearing thin. To pass the time I’m writing this blog, in the hopes that – in the not too distant future – I will look back and remember how fun single life was. Maybe I’ll wish I was single again.
Or perhaps not…
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28-year old female
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Living in Brighton
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Trying to navigate the Lanes and the ups and downs of adulthood.
Email me at: stillsearching4princecharming@gmail.com
Or Get In Touch.
Thanks for following me. Starting to read your blog, interesting.
Of course, we are dicks, why else would most guys give their dick a name. You don’t want a stranger making all your decisions for you.
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You definitely wouldn’t want a stranger making all your decisions. Good idea to befriend your dick. Hopefully guys can befriend others with their dicks ☺️.
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Keep writing and never lose faith ….
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Thank you 🙂
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