Dating apps were invented so people could idly pass time scrolling through the faces of strangers they might want to have sex with. But there are plenty of other uses for these apps that aren’t being exploited. For example, making someone believe you actually like them, getting them to buy you stuff, then disappearing forever.

We thought we’d trial that potential usage by asking three writers-a straight girl on Luxy, a gay guy on Grindr, and a straight guy on Tinder-to use their respective app to blag as much free stuff as they could, armed only with a 3G phone and a concerning lack of guilt.

Billed as a kind of “Tinder minus the poor people,” it offers to “income verify” its members to ensure that only the highest caliber young ballers British society has to offer are able to bang each other

I like champagne, expensive cheese, and silk sheets. Unfortunately, I picked the wrong career path. I mostly subsist on frozen pizzas and can’t afford so affair dating app free much as an overnight in a Southampton Travelodge.

So thank fuck for Luxy. According to the app, its “successful and attractive” members include CEOs, pro athletes, doctors, lawyers, investors, and celebrities.

The initial signs were promising. In the space of a couple of days and a few flirty messages, I had been promised flights across the world, opera tickets, and stays in swanky hotels.

But I wanted to see how much I could score in the space of one evening-in exchange for nothing more than my own dazzling conversation. I used Friday night and the following morning to set up dates for Saturday night. I told all three Luxy guys to meet me in Sloane Square, Chelsea, to maximize the monetary value of my potential score, and arrived dressed in my most demure jewelry and an ugly pair of kitten heels. Continue reading article →