Is it the way the city is spread out and shuts down early, its denizens more likely to rise at dawn to pound up the North Shore mountains on their bikes before work than lie in and roll over for a little good morning sex? Is it seasonal affective disorder, a collective low libido?
For a lark one night, she posted a personal ad on Craigslist. Once they saw it, their pictures started coming in. Even before the article ran, women were, well, bitching.
“My friends and I talk about this all the time,” says Radu.
For the record, she says, “I don’t think Vancouver men suck.
At 46, Radu is tall and graceful with a sweet smile and a sexy rock-chic style. But when it comes to a real, satisfying relationship — lover, boyfriend, partner — there’s a gap. “I’ll talk to anyone, I’ve been online, tried all the websites, I make allowances, too.
Radu has been married once, has no kids, and a career in the entertainment industry that brings her into daily contact with some of music’s biggest artists. I’ve been attracted to people that didn’t fit my ‘type’: maybe someone’s not good on the phone, maybe they’re not good on email, maybe it just wasn’t a good photo. No thanks.”For the last few months, since Vancouver magazine ran the first-names-only article “Do Vancouver Men Suck?