photo by Diane Krauthamer
“Dear PoPville,
I was sitting with a buddy in Ted’s on 14th for lunch today (Friday), and this girl was at table across the aisle facing in my direction. I think we were making eyes at each other (at least I was), but I wasn’t about to interrupt her lunch (more…)
photo by Miki Jourdan
“Dear PoPville,
I met someone at a Yoga class. We spent a while talking afterwards, and then again during the next class. (more…)
photo by Jeff Vincent
“Dear PoPville,
I was walking my dog on Euclid between Sherman and 9th this morning (Tuesday) around 9:20, and you were a few steps behind me. When we turned on to 9th, you and your dog stopped us to say hello. (more…)
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“Dear PoPville,
I was on the corner of O and 9th NW tonight (Nov 15) at around 8pm, walking south; she was about to cross O heading north. She was absolutely beautiful, had her hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a black sweater with some sort of design on the front; I think she was also carrying a bag of groceries? I was in jeans, brown boots, and a black jacket. We made eye contact, then I looked down, and when I looked up she was still looking at me and smiled! Because I evidently still haven’t remembered how to talk to people post lockdown, (more…)
photo by UR Jean Cook
“Dear PoPville,
This morning (Wednesday) my friend and I (and her sweet dog) were getting breakfast at Takoma Beverage Company, when you walked over to a nearby bench to enjoy a pastry. You were tall, wearing a flannel shirt and sunglasses. (more…)
“Dear PoPville,
I celebrated my birthday with 3 friends at Gypsy Kitchen a couple of Friday’s ago and our waiter was this super friendly, charismatic guy. (more…)
Photo by Les Dart
“Dear PoPville,
I was waiting for my Chinese breakfast crepe at the Petworth Farmer’s Market (Saturday morning, the 6th!) and you were with a stroller that I thought was yours, but realized after that you were watching it for a friend with kids. (more…)
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“Dear PoPville,
I definitely had a missed connection here and I think she feels this too. I was standing with my bike at the DuPont Circle Fountain right next to the Algerian flags at the start of the DC Bike Party on 11/6. She wore beige glasses and a black down vest and I was wearing a blue down vest with a burgundy shirt and gray joggers. (more…)
Ed. Note: If any of these are you, please email [email protected] so I can put you in touch with OP. PoPville is not affiliated with either party, please proceed with any potential connection at your own risk using caution as you would any online encounter. For those curious about past missed connections, some have been made and when possible I’ll try to update when/if more are made.
“Dear PoPville,
I was at the Pigeons Playing Ping Pong show last Friday (10/29) at the Anthem dancing my face off, in my element, throwing my hair around, jumping, singing, and just generally grooving to the funk. There happened to be an objectively attractive concertgoer near me in “the flock” (i.e., the Pigeons fanbase) exuding extreme confidence in a colorful cowboy hat, pink sunglasses, and assless chaps (it was Halloween after all). To my surprise, she approached me after the show to compliment my curly, untamed hair and ask my hair product of choice. Caught entirely off guard, I returned the compliment remarking on her sunglasses and we chatted for a bit – her name was Emily. With her friends and mine departing, we split ways and still a bit bewildered, I forgot to exchange numbers in what was clearly a moment. Find me Emily!
Sincerely,
Pigeon seeking a ping pong partner”
and (more…)
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Ed. Note: If any of these are you, please email [email protected] so I can put you in touch with OP. PoPville is not affiliated with either party, please proceed with any potential connection at your own risk using caution as you would any online encounter. For those curious about past missed connections, some have been made and when possible I’ll try to update when/if more are made.
“Dear PoPville,
Wednesday, late afternoon, he (in a beige colored beanie and black jacket?) was crossing (but more like J walking…) the street in front of Le Diplomate with a friend. I, pulling up to the red light in my car, late for my yoga class and flustered wearing a red zip up, looked up and caught his gaze as he tried to determine if I was going to stop and let them cross or not. (more…)