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Daily Mail
4 days ago
- Entertainment
- Daily Mail
Viewers disgusted by 'gross' age-gap dating series coming to Netflix
Netflix and former Bachelor star Nick Viall are being slammed by viewers over a 'gross' dating series about age-gap relationships. Age of Attraction, which was announced by the streaming giant this week, promises to match singles with their soulmates, regardless of age. It will be hosted by Viall, 44, and his wife Natalie Joy, 26, who is 18 years his junior. 'Age is thrown out the window when singles search for their soulmates. Is love truly ageless, or will the years come between them?' Netflix said in a brief statement. While little else is known about the series, the participants range from age 22 to 59. The eight-episode first season was already filmed in Canada, but it won't air until next year. A lot of viewers have already expressed their displeasure with the controversial series. 'They can't seriously have thought this would be a good idea,' commented one. 'Nick Viall creating a dating show centered around age gap relationships… this man is not right in the head,'wrote another. A third commented, 'We got "looks don't matter" with love is blind. Now we're getting "age doesn't matter". What's next?' Age of Attraction also received a negative reaction on Reddit, with one user writing, 'I love that the youngest age is 22, older than Natalie was when they started dating.' A second said, 'I hate this. But… I wonder if they will show older women with younger men, or just continue to promote lecherous older men.' Despite now being married with a child, Nick and Natalie's relationship has been criticized by fans for years due to their almost two-decade age gap. It's unclear exactly how old Natalie was when they started dating, with various estimates putting her age at anywhere from 19 to 21. A lot of viewers have already expressed their displeasure with the controversial series During an appearance on The Squeeze podcast in 2023, Nick said that he turned Natalie down 'many times' before they got together due to her age. 'The age for me was something I was self conscious about,' he admitted. Natalie also said that she's been trolled online relentlessly due to the age disparity. 'It's definitely weird to have so many people give you their opinions,' she said. 'DMs of mean comments about [how] I'm a "child bride". Just terrible, terrible things people would call me,' she continued. 'I was like, I am going to spend the rest of my life with this man, and I knew it and he didn't, so I was like, I'm gonna hang on because he'll come around.' Nick and Natalie married on April 27, 2024, after dating for four years. They started dating in July 2020, after she slid into her direct messages on Instagram. 'I think DMs are a great place to meet people. My current girlfriend slid in my DMs. Real clever, it said, "You're unreal." I guess it was funny. I was more curious why I was unreal,' he told E! News in 2022. The couple went Instagram official in January 2021, with the lovebirds making the red carpet debut four months later. The duo got engaged in January 2023 and announced she was pregnant with their first child in August 2023. Their daughter River Rose was born on February 2, 2024.
Yahoo
11-07-2025
- Entertainment
- Yahoo
Woman Goes Viral for Surprising Longtime Pal with a 'Best Friend Proposal' (Exclusive)
Amaiyah surprised her close friend Kaitlin with a "best friend proposal" that included thoughtful gifts and an emotional moment caught on video The TikTok has gone viral, with viewers praising the pair's deep, supportive and judgment-free friendship The two describe their bond as deeper than friendship, calling each other soulmates, sisters and a safe space in a world where trust is rareIt started with a simple text: 'Let me take you out to eat,' but what followed was a moment that would touch millions. In a now-viral TikTok, Amaiyah surprised her close friend Kaitlin with a gift bag full of her favorite snacks and a life-changing question: 'Will you be my best friend?' The emotional moment, captured on video and shared with the world, ends in a tight embrace and tears. 'I met Kaitlin in 10th grade and we had classes together every year of high school, but we just never talked,' Amaiyah tells PEOPLE. 'In 11th grade, that's when we started getting cool and I realized she's just so wholesome.' Though they were already inseparable, they had never put a title on their bond. Amaiyah decided it was time to change that. 'When I'm with her, it's always good vibes, smiles, and I can trust and talk to her about anything,' she says. 'And I was thinking this is the one I want to be around me forever.' The video, which features a visibly surprised Kaitlin receiving her favorite treats and a handwritten note, has been shared across TikTok and beyond. But for Kaitlin, the magic wasn't just in the moment: It was in the meaning. 'I was feeling everything you could possibly think of. I was feeling joy,' Kaitlin tells PEOPLE. 'It was such a joyful moment. I couldn't stop smiling and it took me a minute to answer because I was so full of joy.' She had no idea the bag of gifts was even for her. 'I was just so shocked. It has never happened to me before," she adds. The gifts were items and snacks that Kaitlin loves. That vulnerability — and filming a gesture many reserve for private moments — felt natural to Amaiyah, whose decision to go all in came from a place of deep trust. 'The conversations we have, the bond we have is unspoken … unbreakable,' she says. 'The amount of trust, love, support, honesty is everything a girl could ask for. The relationship we have, I've never had in anyone. And I just feel so safe and so comfortable around her.' The clip struck a chord far beyond their friend group. Thousands of comments poured in, with strangers reflecting on the power of female friendship and longing for that kind of connection themselves. 'Honestly, I feel like when it comes to girl friendships and having best friends, people don't really have the best of luck,' Amaiyah says. 'Friendships tend to go wrong most of the time. And I feel like people seeing our friendship made a lot of people say, 'That was really sweet.' ' She believes the gesture itself, both thoughtfully planned and joyfully given, is something that's missing from many relationships today. 'I feel like if you care about someone, you should take those extra steps to make them feel loved and seen,' Amaiyah adds. Going viral didn't just validate their friendship but it amplified it. In the video's caption, Amaiyah calls Kaitlin her 'soulmate in friend form' and 'sister.' It's a label both girls say reflects something deeper than typical friendship. 'I just feel like the level of respect and just being seen ... we got to be there for each other,' Amaiyah says. Kaitlin nods and adds, 'Who else is going to do that? We clicked instantly. It's actually crazy.' But what stands out most to Kaitlin is Amaiyah's unwavering acceptance. 'I love that we can tell each other anything and she does not judge,' she says. 'Most of the time you can't find people like that. But Amaiyah, I just know Amaiyah is so genuine. Her heart is so pure and I love it.' Never miss a story — sign up for to stay up-to-date on the best of what PEOPLE has to offer, from celebrity news to compelling human interest stories. For Amaiyah, it's the ease and honesty that define what they have. One moment in particular left an imprint on Amaiyah's heart. 'I was going through a situation and Kaitlin sat there and listened to it for 40 days and 40 nights,' she laughs. 'Never once was I judged. She was just there for me without any question.' The friendship has reshaped how both women see themselves and what they expect from others. 'You inspire me,' Amaiyah tells Kaitlin. 'You make me want to be better in a way.' Kaitlin adds, 'You opened my eyes to see who's genuine, who's not genuine, and what type of energy I want around me.' As for what Amaiyah hopes people take away from the video? It's simple: 'If the bond is there, take the extra step. Don't lose hope. It's good people out there,' she says. 'And you are what you attract.' Read the original article on People
UAE Moments
02-07-2025
- Entertainment
- UAE Moments
♒ Aquarius Daily Horoscope for July 2, 2025
You're not just vibing today, you're downloading new frequencies. Aquarius, July 2 shows up like a lightning bolt in your mental sky. Expect flashes of genius, tech-fueled creativity, and the sudden urge to do something absolutely nobody saw coming. Your originality isn't just welcome today, it's needed. Lean into the unexpected. You're not here to repeat what's been done. ⚡ Energy Check: Electric, Rebellious & Laser-Focused Your brain is basically Wi-Fi today: fast, unpredictable, and connecting dots no one else can see. Inspiration hits hard, and your ideas have the power to flip the script. Try not to water down your weird. It's your edge. Aquarius Tip: Don't ignore that random urge, explore it. That's usually where the genius lives. 💼 Career & Money: Think Wild, Act Sharp Innovation is the name of the game. Whether it's streamlining a system, pitching an unconventional idea, or solving a problem that's stumped the group, your unfiltered thinking is pure gold today. Just don't forget to explain it in Earth terms. They might not get it yet but they will. 💖 Love & Friendship: Nerdy, Electric, and Totally Your Vibe You're not here for clichés, you're here for soul-level weirdness. Single? A deep, unexpected convo could leave your heart buzzing. Coupled? Today is great for exploring shared dreams, even the wild ones (especially the wild ones). Flirt cue: 'If we were a conspiracy theory, what would we be?' 🧘♀️ Mood & Vibe: Buzzing, Brilliant & Beautifully Nonlinear You're a moodboard of contradictions today and it's kind of magical. Flow with it. One moment you're introverting with your favorite playlist, the next you're launching a group chat revolution. That's just how you roll. Lucky Color: Neon Green Lucky Numbers: 4 & 31 Cosmic Playlist Song: 'Electric Feel' – MGMT Affirmation of the Day: 'I trust my wild mind, follow strange ideas, and create magic from the unexpected.' 💭 Aquarius Thought for July 2: Being misunderstood is the tax you pay on brilliance. Keep inventing.
Yahoo
27-06-2025
- Entertainment
- Yahoo
L.A. Affairs: My roommate had sun-kissed skin and a movie-star smile. Was he my Romeo?
I grew up in Los Angeles a hopeless romantic with my head permanently tilted toward the sky and a copy of "Romeo and Juliet" worn from rereading. I devoured that book far too young and believed in it far too earnestly. Soulmates weren't just an idea — they were a promise. I believed in love that defied reason and timing, in glances across rooms that changed the course of your life, in poetry etched into every heartbeat. But by 21, the fairy tale had started to crack. A traumatic experience with a man I had trusted shattered my sense of safety and desire. For three years, I withdrew from dating entirely. I told people I was 'focusing on myself,' which was true in part, but it was also a shield. I was afraid — afraid of being seen, of being wanted, of wanting back. I felt like a locked door that I didn't even remember how to open. Still, no matter how deeply I buried it, I couldn't stop craving the very thing I feared most: love. The real kind. The sweeping, soul-consuming kind I had always dreamed of. The kind that felt like coming home. Read more: L.A. Affairs: After my marriage fell apart, darkness got to me. Then I was catfished Then I moved into an actors' house in Los Feliz — a beautiful kind of chaos only L.A. could produce. Four roommates, each chasing a different dream, all of us messy, creative and trying to make something of ourselves. One of them had just arrived from Australia. I still remember the first time I saw him — tall, sun-kissed skin, dark golden curls, movie-star smile and a voice that made everything sound like a love song. Even 'pass the almond milk' felt flirtatious coming from him. He had that magnetic energy — the kind that makes you turn your head in a crowded room without even knowing why. He was already well-known back home, but here he was starting from scratch. That vulnerability, mixed with his charm, made him impossible not to notice. I didn't just notice. I was drawn in like a tide to the moon. We started spending time together, at first just casually, but then constantly. Hikes through Griffith Park, conversations that started over coffee and lasted until 2 a.m. in the kitchen. Walks through Silver Lake where our hands brushed just slightly too long. He listened intently. He remembered little details I'd said in passing. He looked at me like I was a story he wanted to read slowly. And somewhere in the middle of all of that, I started to feel it — those soft, fluttering butterflies that made it hard to breathe around him. The kind of feeling I thought I'd lost forever. I'd catch myself staring at him, not even trying to hide it. My heart would do this little skip when he laughed at my jokes or looked at me too long. I started to wonder: Is this it? Could he be the one? I couldn't even see other guys anymore. He had warped my radar. Every song reminded me of him. My mind raced ahead, imagining a future that didn't even exist yet — a montage of quiet mornings, long walks, maybe even moving back to Australia with him. It was completely unhinged and yet felt undeniably real. One night, we were sitting on the couch after everyone else had gone to bed. A movie played softly in the background, something neither of us were really watching. There was a long silence — not awkward, just full — and then he turned to me, his eyes searching mine. 'I really like you,' he said, barely above a whisper. Read more: L.A. Affairs: He looked hot in his tight jeans, boots and cowboy hat. Would he ask me to dance? I felt my heart seize up. I didn't move. I didn't breathe. He leaned in slowly, giving me time to meet him halfway. But I couldn't. I froze. Just before our lips touched, I gently pulled back and looked away. 'Sorry,' I said, barely audible. He paused for a second, then gave me the softest smile. 'It's OK,' he said without missing a beat. 'No pressure, all right? Let's just pretend that didn't happen.' And just like that, we moved on. No awkwardness. No pressure. He handled it with such grace that, if anything, I liked him more. It felt like confirmation that he really saw me — not just as someone to conquer, but someone worth being patient with. But a few days later, the shine started to fade. We were sitting on the back steps one afternoon when he mentioned, almost in passing, 'There's something I should probably tell you. I have a girlfriend.' I blinked. 'Wait … what?' 'She lives in Germany,' he said, voice quiet. 'It's been four years. We've been long-distance for a while. It's kind of on the rocks, but … we're still technically together.' Technically. Read more: L.A. Affairs: For years, I juggled co-parenting, dating and taking care of a family cat I didn't like I felt the bottom drop out of my chest. My mind scrambled to connect dots, rearranging every sweet moment under this new light. I tried to process it, but I wasn't angry — not yet. Just stunned. Numb. I nodded, said something like, 'Thanks for telling me,' and excused myself to my room. But then the nights started to change. At first, I thought I was imagining it. But after that conversation, the energy in the house shifted. Almost every night, I'd hear new voices. Laughter. Sometimes flirtatious whispers in the hallway. One night, I passed a girl in the kitchen making toast at 1 a.m. in his hoodie. She smiled politely. I didn't ask questions. It became a pattern. A different girl, almost every night. He'd meet them on Raya or Tinder. Beautiful, charismatic women, most of them aspiring actors or models. I never heard him brag about it. He wasn't showy. But it was unmistakable — he was spiraling into something. And I couldn't stop watching. Part of me was devastated, even though I had no claim to him. I'd been imagining a future. I had started to believe he was my soulmate. But this wasn't what soulmates did. Soulmates didn't treat people like rotating doors. Eventually, during one of our rare quiet nights alone, I brought it up. 'Hey,' I said gently. 'Are you OK?' He paused, staring at his hands. Then, with surprising openness, he admitted, 'I think I have a problem.' He explained that sex was like a compulsion for him. That he'd been using it to cope with anxiety, loneliness, the chaos of this city. That it made him feel better — for a moment. But never for long. He looked up at me, eyes raw. 'I'm trying to get a handle on it,' he said. 'But it's hard.' I sat beside him, silent. Not judging. Just listening. Read more: L.A. Affairs: I grew up on Disney princesses and fairy tales. Was I ready for my own happily ever after? He wasn't cruel. Just deeply lost. One of the many people in this city chasing something they couldn't quite name. He wanted to be loved, just like me. He just didn't know how to be safe with it. I was relieved we hadn't crossed that line. That I'd kept one piece of myself intact. But it also marked something final. The moment I stopped seriously considering dating a man in Los Angeles. I still love this city. I still take the same walks. Still linger in cafes, hoping for something soft and sincere to cut through the noise. But I don't fall for fantasies anymore, especially not the kind wrapped in accents and charisma. The charming, sex-addicted Australian man? He's still one of my closest friends. We never kissed. We never even talked about it much. Experiencing romance is without a doubt one of the finer things in life, but it's not always the most fulfilling. Soulmates show up in many forms, and sometimes the realest love one will experience is with a dog or a family member or a platonic friend and that's OK. All love is great love. The author is an actor and writer living in Los Angeles. She grew up in the city, still believes in love (sometimes) and takes too many long walks through Silver Lake and Los Feliz. L.A. Affairs chronicles the search for romantic love in all its glorious expressions in the L.A. area, and we want to hear your true story. We pay $400 for a published essay. Email LAAffairs@ You can find submission guidelines here. You can find past columns here. Sign up for The Wild newsletter to get weekly insider tips on the best of our beaches, trails, parks, deserts, forests and mountains. This story originally appeared in Los Angeles Times.
Khaleej Times
12-06-2025
- Entertainment
- Khaleej Times
Life's Like That: The perils of perfection in conversations
Am I planting a bomb under my own feet? Looks like, but I thought I should share this story because it's unbelievable how the human mind works. Is it an unwritten chapter wrenched from my own life or something 'forwarded many times' on WhatsApp? Let me have the right to be tightlipped on the source for the sake of my mental and physical wellbeing. But before you jump the gun, let it be clear that I'm assuming the role of the chief protagonist to make the narrative as intense as possible. And this story is about the perils of perfection and the pain of immortalising love. She and I were good friends, not very long ago. Maybe still, but more than — or less than — just friends at the moment. As in any relation, conversations were hectic and intense in the beginning, but not so frequent midway and finally tapered to the level of 'good morning', 'good night' and 'sorry, busy'. Finally, the desire to meet up and binge on craft beer at Windmills outside Kempegowda died out like a can of tonic water that has lost its fizz after the expiry date. After several months, we left like a couple on their way back from a Swiss honeymoon, beaten high and dry by the wuthering heights of an alpine of merriment and chapped lips not moistened by lip locks anymore. On our lacklustre journey together, we were strangers at times, an estranged couple waiting for the final hearing in their divorce case at others, and occasionally like two long-lost soulmates yearning for a reunion. Then on a not-so-fine morning — after months of cold-shouldering each other— abuses started to fly, not exactly an exchange of fire, but a one-way trade. She was always on the boil, finding fault with whatever I did to keep her comfortable. Every feel-good message was met with a volley of words that teetered on abuses. 'Sorry, I cannot keep replying to your messages,' she said. 'This cannot be a full-time job.' 'No issues, take care and your time,' I replied. 'Did you send me a message past midnight? Didn't I tell you I sleep with my mum? You are becoming a pain,' she asked the other day. 'Did I? I am so sorry.' I knew it needs two hands to clap so silence was golden at times like this. Yet on another occasion, she said: 'How could you do this to me? You are questioning my morality and integrity. John and I have been childhood friends so going for a movie with him shouldn't be giving you a heartburn. Are you stalking me?' She literally exploded on the chat. 'But I only said I was also free. John has been my friend too ever since we met.' 'Haven't you heard three is a crowd,' she shot back. 'Listen, I don't put all the eggs in a single basket. Different people in my life have different levels of freedom. I won't want anyone to question my integrity.' She seemed to be furious. 'It's my life and I live it the way I want to.' Insensitive, upcountry boor, patriarchist, Casanova, male chauvinist, misogynist were some of the less serious charges thrown randomly at me. She indulged in all sorts of whataboutery to shout me down. But why should I give room for anyone to question my integrity? She isn't my life partner. Not yet. Moreover, I never gatecrashed into her life. It was she who knocked on the Messenger. I was cosy and peaceful in my little cocoon, never compromising on the tranquility that prevailed in my life. I was aghast at the pile of toxin gathering in our relationship. It was no more the little frets and fumes commonplace in every relationship. The ills were already metastatic. They showed up in every cell of our souls. Call it quits? I still maintained calm, hoping to salvage an otherwise beautiful relationship. It's possible she has internal struggles, family issues, a faltering relationship. 'Calm down, everything will be alright,' I kept saying. 'How dare you call my dad a cheapskate for not offering tea when you gatecrashed the other day? You weren't there for more than a minute. We aren't running a juice shop to produce things at someone's beck and call.' Did I call him a cheapskate? Never. I only mentioned they had a room with a view and I wouldn't mind having a cup of coffee there. Enough of the filth. Do I deserve to be out in the cold with a hailstorm battering me all around? Why am I being punished for no reason of mine? Who is she to push me around and what's her intent? I thought it was time to part ways. If ever a reunion happened, it would take a lifetime to clear up all the accumulated filth. After months of unsettling silence, we met on a hilltop on my request, away from all prying eyes. 'How have you been?' I asked politely, staring straight into her eyes. 'I have been so caring, loving and understanding. Why did you still hate me?' 'I never hated you,' she said, looking at the slanting sun. 'I was afraid I was falling in love with you. Madly, and frighteningly mad. I did all this so you would hate me forever and go away,' she said, her lazy curls flying in the wind and eyes welling up. 'But why?' 'It was so overwhelming. Your love, your care, your perfectness, your integrity, your loyalty all belittles me. I was sure I wouldn't be able to return them in the same coin. There were times when I so desperately wished to be shouted at by you.' 'Twenty-four carat is too fragile to make ornaments. Why are you so complete?' 'Besides, I have commitments to my parents to keep.' She sobbed into her palm as she began to walk down the hill. The sun setting in the russet sky beyond the golden fields was so perfectly beautiful to behold.
