Photos by: Lady J

Photos by: Lady J

This whole concept started in 2007 on a hot Summer night in Brooklyn, NY with an artist who inspired me deeply. At the time I was married and enjoying that soon to be doomed union, but all my girlfriends were having epic dating journeys which I didn't quite understand at the time. Now divorced and having experienced the modern dating world, I decided to study my own relationship histories in memoiresque glory. 

Some of these stories are real. Some of are fake. Some are my experiences and some are others. Some are half and half. We all love and we all lose. We all have patterns that we adhere to, even if we aren't unaware of them.  These stories depict an evolution of random dating/relationship experiences.  I'm hoping this site evolves into a tool for everyone to tell stories and share their relationship histories. 

Photo by: Lady J

Photo by: Lady J

Why Magpies? Magpies are incredible birds. Skata as they are called in Sweden. Magpies represent the male and the female, the balance, if you will, they mate for life, and are probably the only bird that requires a salute. They symbolize death and luck, just as relationships die and are born. A perfect centerpiece for the title of this writing endeavor.


Thank You

I would not have been able to get off my ass to do this if it weren't for some special people in my life. Thank you to the Boob Brigade (Alex, Megan, Kristy, Andrea, and Cindy) for your feminine wisdoms, for giving me inspiration, and for loving me for just as I am. To Miss Kristin Bredimus, without your guidance and gifts, I would have never saw this endeavor in a different light. John Ryland, you've always believed in me and push me to step out into the world, without your constant gungho spirit I wouldn't have been able to get up on stage. Becky Suder, I'm grateful for your undying motivation, those small little pep talks gave me courage. Slash Coleman and Lucinda McDermott Piro for your knowledge and time. Lastly, to my One and Only Mister, there is not a day that goes by that I'm not graced by your love, your presence, and your support. Thanks for believing me. To all the misters out there, thanks for all the content, without you I would not have been able to see the patterns that shaped our histories.