Georgie and I have been best friends for over five years, during which we have shed tears over a number of abominable relationships, and have laughed in disbelief at some shocking dating disasters. Let’s just say, our milkshake brings all the twats to the yard.
Some say your friends know you better than you know yourself; they will offer words of encourage when they spot fetch happening, and they will be the ones to warn you against falling into a fuckboy’s ‘mirror pic’ lined web. We decided to test this theory.
For two weeks, we took over each other’s Tinder accounts, taking charge of biographies, pictures and dating arrangements, to see if we could help each other meet our matches.