London-based journalist, Yvette Caster, has been single for four years.
Before the experiment, she had been told by friends that she was too picky.
The 33-year-old went from receiving messages from two men a week, to 22.
By the end of the week she had 69 matches and had scored three dates.

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I'm 33 and have been single for nearly four years. Most of my friends hint, imply or say it's my fault for being too shallow, picky and prone to falling for bad boys. I use Tinder, the dating app synonymous with casual sex, to meet attractive men who meet my high standards. Yvette Caster, 33, had been single for four years, before she decided to do an experiment where she swiped right to all men on Tinder for a week. It's a great way of filtering out those you find physically unattractive - just swipe left and they can't even message you. If you like them you swipe right and, if they feel the same, you can chat. Most of the time I swipe right to one in 50 - many are too old (over 35), too young (under 25), too dull (into sport), too much of a party animal or simply too ugly. But, after another friend accused me of being picky, I decided to see what would happen if I swiped right to ALL men on Tinder for a week. Here's what happened. Sunday. The first day is the worst. Within a few minutes I've swiped right to someone with head to foot tattoos, a man with his three children and lots of frowning blokes in their pants. After an hour I'm exhausted, depressed and have opened the flood gates for 80, mostly unsuitable, suitors. Monday. I get up at 6.30am to swipe right to man who looks like a serial killer, a Ricky Gervais double and a range of football logos (you can put any image as your profile picture). Then a message from Tinder appears. They've noticed my promiscuous swiping and I can't 'like' another man for another 24 hours. Why would I want to? I've already received 43 matches and seven messages before 9am. After the first day of swiping right to all men, the London-based journalist was met with 43 matches and seven messages, all before 9am. Tuesday. I have messages from 22 men and am chatting to all of them to avoid being 'too picky'. The fact they want to talk to me is a revelation. I usually have messages from two men a week, tops. Of the 22, a couple are lascivious but the majority are from nice, down to earth guys. It's just a shame so few of them can spell. I haven't messaged any of them first, either, as I prefer them to do the chasing. Wednesday. It's only just dawning on me how much admin is involved in being promiscuous. Keeping 22 different chats going is hard work and confusing, especially when so many men are called Dave. At times I copy and paste the same message to all the guys, which is rude but it's either that or no reply. I can't quite believe so many of them are being so polite. My normal Tinder experience, picking only the hot guys, is sleazy pick up lines followed by unsolicited pictures or their penis or even indecent videos. Maybe I really could find a boyfriend this way after all. Tinder clocked on to Yvette's promiscuous swiping and sent her a message banning her from 'liking' anyone else for 24 hours. Thursday. The chats have gone so well that I've given my number to three men, although I'm still doubtful about whether I could be physically attracted to them. On the one hand, this whole thing feels slightly immoral, or at least an exercise in leading men on. But on the other, if I think about my exes, I'd probably have swiped left to at least a couple as they won me over with charm and humour, not looks. Friday. I've been asked on three dates - nice dinner dates, not hook ups. One guy has outright asked to be my boyfriend. Another, who is far too young really, has been keeping me entertained with perfect flirty texts. I'm starting to think this is the way forward. The 33-year-old found that attractive men were more likely to message sleazy pick-up lines (left), whereas less attractive men tended to be more polite and seek relationships. Saturday. Just because I can, I go back to swiping right on all men again - men with big beards (yuk), men pictured with their much better looking friend and men who think women are attracted to Star Wars screen grabs. I also have 69 matches and those dates to prepare for. In the end, none of them prove to be The One, but I did have some lovely evenings - good company and intelligent conversation. Would I do it again? Why not? Some men need a chance to win your heart while others, well, they're just very bad at choosing profile pics.
Londonbaserad journalist, Yvette Caster, har varit singel i fyra år. Före experimentet hade hon fått veta av vänner att hon var för kräsen. 33-åringen gick från att ta emot meddelanden från två män i veckan, till 22. I slutet av veckan hade hon 69 matcher och hade gjort tre mål. Skriv en artikel baserad på dessa höjdpunkter.
London-based journalist, Yvette Caster, has been single for four years. Before the experiment, she had been told by friends that she was too picky. The 33 year old went from receiving messages from two men a week, to 22. By the end of the week, she had 69 games and had scored three goals. Write an article based on these highlights.
Jag är 33 och har varit singel i nästan fyra år. De flesta av mina vänner antyder, antyder eller säger att det är mitt fel för att jag är för ytlig, kräsen och benägen att falla för stygga pojkar. Jag använder Tinder, den dejting app synonymt med casual sex, för att träffa attraktiva män som uppfyller mina höga krav. Yvette Caster, 33 år, hade varit singel i fyra år, innan hon bestämde sig för att göra ett experiment där hon svepte rätt till alla män på Tinder i en vecka. Det är ett bra sätt att filtrera bort dem du tycker är fysiskt oattraktiva - bara svepa åt vänster och de kan inte ens meddela dig. Om du gillar dem så sveper du rätt och om de känner likadant kan du chatta. För det mesta sveper jag rätt till en av 50 - många är för gamla (över 35), för unga (under 25), för tråkiga (i sporten), för mycket av ett partydjur eller helt enkelt för fula. Men efter att en annan vän hade anklagat mig för att vara kräsen bestämde jag mig för att se vad som skulle hända om jag drog direkt till alla män på Tinder i en vecka. Så här gick det till. Söndag. Första dagen är den värsta. Inom några minuter har jag snott till någon med tatueringar från huvud till fot, en man med sina tre barn och många rynkande killar i byxorna. Efter en timme är jag utmattad, deprimerad och har öppnat flodportarna för 80, mestadels olämpliga, friare. Måndag. Jag går upp klockan 6.30 för att svepa direkt till man som ser ut som en seriemördare, en Ricky Gervais dubbel och en rad fotbollsloggor (du kan sätta vilken bild som helst som din profilbild). Då dyker ett meddelande upp från Tinder. De har lagt märke till min promiskuösa svepning och jag kan inte 'gilla' en annan man på ytterligare 24 timmar. Varför skulle jag vilja det? Jag har redan fått 43 matcher och sju meddelanden före nio. Efter den första dagen av svepning rätt till alla män, möttes London-baserade journalisten med 43 matcher och sju meddelanden, alla före 09:00. Tisdag. Jag har meddelanden från 22 män och jag chattar med dem alla för att undvika att vara ”för kräsen”. Det faktum att de vill prata med mig är en uppenbarelse. Jag brukar ha meddelanden från två män i veckan. Av de 22 är ett par lata men de flesta är från trevliga, jordnära killar. Det är bara synd så få av dem kan stava. Jag har inte sagt nåt till nån av dem först, för jag föredrar att de jagar. Onsdag. Det går bara upp för mig hur mycket administratör som är inblandad i att vara promiskuös. Att hålla 22 olika chatter igång är hårt arbete och förvirrande, speciellt när så många män kallas Dave. Ibland kopierar jag och klistrar in samma meddelande till alla killarna, vilket är oförskämt men det är antingen det eller inget svar. Jag fattar inte att så många är så artiga. Min normala Tinder erfarenhet, plocka bara de heta killarna, är sluskiga raggningslinjer följt av oönskad bilder eller deras penis eller ens oanständiga videor. Jag kanske kan hitta en pojkvän så här trots allt. Tinder klockade på till Yvettes promiskuösa svepning och skickade henne ett meddelande som förbjöd henne att 'gilla' någon annan i 24 timmar. Torsdag. Chatterna har gått så bra att jag har gett mitt nummer till tre män, även om jag fortfarande är tveksam till om jag kan vara fysiskt attraherad av dem. Å ena sidan känns det här lite omoraliskt, eller åtminstone en övning i att leda män vidare. Men å andra sidan, om jag tänker på mina ex, skulle jag förmodligen ha snott vänster till åtminstone ett par när de vann mig med charm och humor, inte utseende. Fredag. Jag har blivit tillfrågad på tre dejter - trevliga middagar, inte sex. En kille har bett om att få bli min pojkvän. En annan, som är alldeles för ung egentligen, har hållit mig underhållen med perfekta flirtiga texter. Jag börjar tro att det här är vägen framåt. 33-åringen fann att attraktiva män var mer benägna att förmedla sjaskiga raggningsrepliker (vänster), medan mindre attraktiva män tenderade att vara artigare och söka relationer. Lördag. Bara för att jag kan, går jag tillbaka till att svepa rätt på alla män igen - män med stora skägg (yuk), män som föreställs med sin mycket snyggare vän och män som tror kvinnor lockas till Star Wars skärm tagningar. Jag har också 69 matcher och dessa datum att förbereda mig för. Till slut visar sig ingen av dem vara Den Ende, men jag hade några härliga kvällar - bra sällskap och intelligenta samtal. Skulle jag göra det igen? Varför inte? Vissa män behöver en chans att vinna ditt hjärta medan andra, Tja, de är bara mycket dåligt på att välja profilbilder.
I'm 33 and I've been single for almost four years. Most of my friends suggest, suggest or say it's my fault because I'm too shallow, picky and prone to fall for naughty boys. I use Tinder, the dating app synonymous with casual sex, to meet attractive men who meet my high standards. Yvette Caster, 33, had been single for four years, before deciding to do an experiment in which she swept right to all men at Tinder for a week. It's a great way to filter out those you think are physically unattractive - just sweep left and they can't even notify you. If you like them, you'll sweep right and if they feel the same way, you can chat. Most of the time I sweep right to one of 50 - many are too old (over 35), too young (under 25), too boring (in the sport), too much of a party animal or simply too ugly. But after another friend accused me of being picky, I decided to see what would happen if I went straight to all the men at Tinder for a week. Here's what happened. Sunday. The first day is the worst. In a few minutes, I've nicked someone with tattoos from head to foot, a man with his three children and many frowning guys in his pants. After an hour, I am exhausted, depressed and have opened the river gates for 80, mostly unsuitable, suitors. Monday. I get up at 6.30 to sweep directly to man who looks like a serial killer, a Ricky Gervais double and a series of football logos (you can put any picture like your profile image). Then there's a message coming up from Tinder. They've noticed my promiscuous shroud and I can't 'like' another man for another 24 hours. Why would I want that? I've already got 43 games and seven messages before nine. After the first day of shrouding right to all men, the London-based journalist met with 43 games and seven messages, all before 9:00 a.m. Tuesday. I have messages from 22 men and I chat with them all to avoid being ‘too picky'. The fact that they want to talk to me is a revelation. I usually have messages from two men a week. Of the 22 are a couple of lazy but most are from nice, down-to-earth guys. It's only a sin so few of them can spell. I haven't told either of them first, because I prefer they hunt. Wednesday. It just goes up to me how much administrator is involved in being promiscuous. Keeping 22 different chats going is hard work and confusing, especially when so many men are called Dave. Sometimes I copy and paste the same message to all the guys, which is rude but it's either that or no answer. I can't believe so many people are so polite. My normal Tinder experience, picking only the hot guys, are sleazy pick-up lines followed by unwanted pictures or their penis or even indecent videos. Maybe I can find a boyfriend like this after all. Tinder clocked on to Yvette's promiscuous shroud and sent her a message forbidding her to 'like' someone else for 24 hours. Thursday. The chats have gone so well that I have given my number to three men, although I still have doubts as to whether I can be physically attracted to them. On the one hand, this feels a little immoral, or at least an exercise in leading men on. But on the other hand, if I think about my exes, I would probably have snuck left to at least a couple when they won me with charm and humor, not appearance. Friday. I've been asked on three dates - nice dinners, not sex. A guy's asked to be my boyfriend. Another, who is far too young really, has kept me entertained with perfect flirty lyrics. I'm starting to think this is the way forward. The 33-year-old found that attractive men were more likely to convey sleazy pick-up lines (left), while less attractive men tended to be more polite and seek relationships. Saturday. Just because I can, I go back to sweeping right at all men again - men with big beards (yuk), men who are pictured with their much better-looking friend and men who think women are attracted to Star Wars screen takes. I also have 69 games and these dates to prepare for. In the end, none of them turn out to be the One, but I had some lovely evenings - good company and intelligent conversations. Would I do it again? Why not? Some men need a chance to win your heart while others, well, they're just very bad at choosing profile images.