Halle Kaye
Halle Kaye has been writing for Bolde since 2014. She writes primarily about dating, marriage, divorce, parenting, friendship and family dynamics.
As someone who is unapologetically hyper-independent, Halle writes extensively about people who are high-functioning, high-achieving and tend to rely exclusively on themselves. She writes about the origins of this psychological profile as well as the loneliness that often comes with it. She regularly shares her personal experiences navigating parenting, family and friendship with these tendencies and speaks candidly about those moments she wishes she had someone she could rely on.
Halle is also the author of the popular 2012 dating book Maybe He's Just an Ahole: Ditch Denial, Embrace Your Worth, and Find True Love! which was based on her dating experiences in college. Halle splits her time between Westport, CT and New York.
As someone who is unapologetically hyper-independent, Halle writes extensively about people who are high-functioning, high-achieving and tend to rely exclusively on themselves. She writes about the origins of this psychological profile as well as the loneliness that often comes with it. She regularly shares her personal experiences navigating parenting, family and friendship with these tendencies and speaks candidly about those moments she wishes she had someone she could rely on.
Halle is also the author of the popular 2012 dating book Maybe He's Just an Ahole: Ditch Denial, Embrace Your Worth, and Find True Love! which was based on her dating experiences in college. Halle splits her time between Westport, CT and New York.
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