With Valentine's Day classics, new hits, and everything in between — Flyby's Valentine's Day Playlist 2021 is sure to please. Put it on at your next Palentine's Day Zoom party, or send it to that cutie on Tinder so maybe they'll finally ask you to be their Valentine.
Valentine's Day can bring on some mixed feelings, but if there's one thing we can all agree on, it's that Datamatch (and free food) is a must-do. We caught up with Harvard's Supreme Cupids and learned all about the hottest new features for everyone's favorite matchmaking service this year. So... if you haven't signed up for Datamatch yet, what are you doing??
While we're in a global panoramic, our internet personas have become even more important for that crucial first impression. Gone are the days of simply popping in a lackluster bio on your favorite dating app with the hopes of truly wooing them with your sparkling intellect in person – the pressure is on folks! Here's hoping your bio is at least slightly better than those we've featured here.
If there's anything we've gained from this global pandemic, it's a deep, crushing need for social connection. Woo! If you're anything like us and Tinder has become your latest go-to spot for conversation and/or validation, follow this guide to make sure your profile is in good shape for your next swiping session.
As pairs of students flock en masse to Harvard Square eateries after Datamatch, employees say the dates bring in welcome traffic.
Well, it’s that time of the year again, the time when loveless (and sexless) Harvard students have their best chance of finding the one who’s missing from their lives. No, I am not talking about the podst-Valentine’s Day spike in Tinder use. We’re talking about the one, the only, Datamatch. If love can’t be found using questions such as, “What kind of infectious disease describes your sex life?” then all hope is lost. With that in mind, FM describes the seven people with whom you Datamatched (whether or not you are excited about them is up to you).
Online dating is a thing people do. I have yet to personally do it, because my love style tends to go something like: meet random person making acerbic jokes about American racial politics; fall into deep soul-macerating love; lose all sense of self and world; have visited upon me the devastation that yea indeed was loosed upon Sodom and Gomorrah; rinse, and repeat.
One couple met through a mutual friend at the end of freshman year. Another met in Annenberg. A third met in the Quincy dining hall. So began the relationships of three couples at Harvard, all of which are interracial.