When I first started going to weddings, I actually dreaded getting a “plus one.” I was single and didn’t know who to bring. Do I bring my gay bestie or a guy I’d dated a few times? If I go alone, how many times will I be asked who I’m dating? When is my wedding going to be? How is my career? It just opens the door WIDE open to why my life wasn’t complete yet or at least that’s how I felt. A part of me was single and ready to mingle. The cliché tells us that weddings are a place to meet hot dudes who are thrilled for their romantic buddy. If I catch the bouquet, I could be next! Squeal…. and barf. LOL.