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You’re going to give up on me…
My schedule is NOT the reason we won’t work out…or maybe it is. A flight attendant’s schedule and dating.
Continue readingBeing a corporate flight attendant is like dating…in LA.
The relationships we start, maintain, and hope for in both love and career.
Continue readingBumble Abroad: It’s all about the ‘away’ game
My dating life looks different than yours. Confessions of finding love as a flight attendant.
Continue readingMust. Be. Nice.
“Hey Cory! Where are the ice buckets?” I ask in a hurried tone. “Oh. I can get you ice,” another line guy, NOT named Cory, helpfully offers. “Ok great! Thanks!” I respond as I begin moving
Continue readingDefeated
Defeated. The feeling settles with weighted intensity as I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I pull at a stray blonde hair and press it into place with intention. Pursing my lips, I blink. I’m
Continue readingLiving single as a flight attendant and [finally] loving it
I saunter up to the host at one of the restaurants at this beachside, all-inclusive resort in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. My bright green teal skirt is offset by the dark leather purse hanging loosely over
Continue readingLove Built An Airline
I find myself asking the same question that a confused reader wrote ‘Dear Sugar.’ ‘Dear Sugar,’ backed by the devotion of Cheryl Strayed, anonymously bares her heart and soul— vulnerably and
Continue readingDon’t Date Pilots
I only titled this piece as such, because I thought you would read it if I told you not to date pilots. Really, this blog is called “Love + A Box Of Crackerjacks.” I hope you read it anyway.
Continue readingI’m a flight attendant but NOT your next casual fling.
Maybe I underestimated you and for sure you’ve overestimated me. I assumed that you would have the capacity to think of me as more than a flight attendant fling or uncommitted counterpart. “It’s
Continue readingParis Is Always A Good Idea
The distinct piano notes, interrupted by beats and lyrics, carried a clear message through the dimly lit Parisian apartment. “Let’s have a toast for the assholes. Let’s have a toast for the scumbags…Runaway
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