Meredith Fineman

Meredith Fineman was born and raised in Washington, DC. She attended the University of Pennsylvania where she majored in Communications, with a minor in Spanish, Jewish Geography, and BBMing. She spent the past year living and working in Buenos Aires, Argentina. She is now back in the Northern Hemisphere and makes fun of her dating misadventures and her self-indulgence on her blog, Fifty First (J)Dates: WWW.TheFFJD.com Justin Bieber says follow her on Twitter @TheFFJD and be a fan on Facebook. He is also her (g)oyfriend.

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FFJD: Five Places You Should Never Go On a First Date.

So, you had a first date. Congrats! Is he cute? Does he have a receding hairline? Does she have friends? Have you stalked him properly? I’ve provided lists before of great, inexpensive first date locales, but sometimes people need a little reminding that there are some venues that are just heinously, totally unacceptable for a Close Encounter of the First Kind.

FFJD: A Date with Jon Stewart.

I was innocuously poking around on JDate when I got an IM from the user TRUTHY4U.…

Fifty First (J) Dates: A Primer To (Witch)Crafting the Perfect Halloween Get-Up

The five things you need to know to look good, get dates, and get to the bathroom easier for Halloween.

Fifty First (J) Dates: Fall Fashions and Your Dating Life

You might notice my love of fashion trickle into my posts. I’m quite the scrunchie and hardtail aficionado, but yes, I also do like actually pretty things!

Fifty First (J) Dates: Perfecting the Walk of Shame.

We’ve all done it. The Walk of Shame. What’s the Walk of Shame, friend of…

Fifty First (J) Dates: How to Handle a Jewish Mother, Part I.

You’re going to meet his mom. This is a big deal. He has decided to…

Fifty First (J) Dates: I Facebooked Your Mom Last Night

Upon viewing The Social Network this weekend, I had a lot of unanswered questions: Does Mark Zuckerberg…

Fifty First (J) Dates: Oh Really, Marie Claire?

I’m having another Carrie Bradshaw moment. But this time I’m scooping Elizabeth Taylor’s poop as we walk…