New Year’s Eve—whether you are single or taken—brings adventures of every caliber. If you’re in a relationship, you may not be after such a drunk-fest. If you’re single, that mistletoe can lead to some happily satisfying—albeit misguided—holidays. And, for all those in-between—some clarity might just shine on that “complicated” Facebook status.

Advice for the unhappily together: if the relationship stopped sizzling and started fizzling, or if a major fight broke out moments before the big plans, probably not a good idea to go to a party where a bunch of attractive, possibly single, people your age, plan to have a good time. If your fumes are on high, your temptation resistance may be low. Stay around family, work it out prior to heading out for the evening, or simply don’t let each other out of sight for the night. I once hosted a NYE bash, during which two fizzled-out couples (I, one of the active players) sizzled with one another’s significant others. The night turned out quite memorable, but the rest of the year was spent making up and, in the end, breaking up, for all members involved.

The singles seem to have it made during this time of year—plenty of events geared at hooking up, doorways intended to start make-out sessions in, and mornings spent trying to recall what occurred the night before. It’s the best of times and the worst of times, when one party wakes up feeling on top of the world, while the other party pretends to be asleep, playing over and over in their mind the walk of shame they will perform moments later.
And, for those in-between, the trick is to figure out what you want, and use NYE to make it happen. If the other person’s on the fence, you have some wiggle room, especially during the holidays; it’s much more difficult if the other person already has their mind made up. I was once invited to a party hosted by someone I thought I was dating. Helping host that party was my someone’s new someone. Lots of alcohol intake later, he and I hashed it out in our drunken stupor, with no recollection the morning after of what conclusion we came to. So, lesson learned: establish what ground you stand on, and this New Year’s Eve, seal it with a kiss… planted on the one you want to continue kissing well into the New Year.


Vicky fills the shoes of local Carrie Bradshaw in CandiDates, a blog about her own quest to explore the intricacies of relationships. Originally from Kiev, Ukraine, she has made Denver her home and playground. A writer and copy editor for 303 Magazine by day, Vicky spends her nights pursuing her passion of ballroom dance.