Why I became a matchmaker
I love love. Plain and simple. I always have. Call me a hopeless romantic, a daydreamer. I’m always the first to ask, “So, tell me — how did you two meet?” or “When did you know he/she was the one?” when I see a cute couple. I can’t help it. I see two people staring adoringly at each other, smiling ear-to-ear, and I melt inside.
My “Hating Love Era”
When I left my diagnosed narcissist ex-partner in the summer of 2024, I was at my lowest low. I — the self-proclaimed lover of love — started to feel like love wasn’t even real. I wondered if this thing we call “love” was just a westernized fetishization of romance. Or maybe a commodified version of what love is actually supposed to be: kind, compassionate, honest, vulnerable, caring, selfless — covered up by Cupid’s bows, red hearts, Disney films, and boxes of chocolates.
I became completely disillusioned with romantic relationships. For the first time, when I walked down the street and saw a couple holding hands, I didn’t smile. I didn’t ask about their meet-cute. I shuddered instead.
To spare you the glorious details of my ~I hate love~ era, I’ll just say I went on a transformative journey. I learned how to love myself again after heartbreak and betrayal. I learned how to trust that romantic love actually exists. After two international moves, lots of therapy, journaling, meditation, and deep (I mean deep) self-reflection, I decided I was ready to try trusting love again.
Enter the Modern Dating Pond
So I did what we all do when we dip our toe back into dating after a break — I downloaded the apps, went on dozens of unsuccessful first dates, and tried to stay “open-minded,” as everyone encouraged me to be.
What I gained was a deep understanding of today’s dating landscape — and a transformation in how I saw love.
I realized: this is just too hard to do alone.
There was the self-doubt creeping in. The limited options on dating apps. The constant internal debate about whether my standards were too high — or whether dating outside my “type” only led to disappointment, reminding me why I had a type (personality and physically) in the first place.
Though I eventually found a keeper through plenty of trial and error, it came with frustration. I almost threw in the towel more than once and considered returning to my “hating love” days.
And that’s when the lightbulb went off.
My Dream Career
Dating and romance shouldn’t be this hard. It doesn’t have to be.
I decided to take my renewed love of love and help others who were experiencing similar frustration and hopelessness. I decided to become a matchmaker — and it’s the best decision I’ve ever made.
Matchmaking is an honor. To know someone trusts me to find an aligned partner for them makes my heart swell. Combine my love of building deep one-on-one relationships, my commitment to helping clients find non-toxic, evolved partners (especially after my own harrowing dating journey), and my passion for confidence-building — and voilà. Matchmaking it was.
Your Wing Woman in Love
No matter how hopeless dating feels right now — even if you’ve become a jaded hater of love — I promise you this: there is someone out there for you. Someone who matches and complements you in all the right ways.
Finding them alone can be exhausting, trying, and downright hard. That’s where I come in. I help you clarify your ideal match, and then I go out into the wild (and tap into my expansive network) to help you find your person.
What you’re asking for isn’t too much. Your standards aren’t too high. You never have to settle. Your dream person is walking this planet, looking for their invisible string that’s tied to you.
If you’ve considered giving up on love, consider this first— maybe you didn’t need to give up. Maybe you just needed the right wing woman at your side — someone to cheer you on, offer honest guidance, and search high and low for your partner.
That wing woman is me.
And I promise you — with time, patience, and support — your dream person is within reach.
As soon as you find them, your adventure in love begins.
