Most everyone has probably dated someone that their fam and friends weren't particularly fond of. I have, and it sucks. You spend so much energy trying to show them that, "No, really, he's a great guy. When it's just the two of us, you should see the way he..." Stop. Right there. If you ever catch yourself saying this, break up with the dude—pronto!
Did anyone see the episode of Keeping Up With The Kardashians when Kourtney's baby daddy, Scott, gets wiggity-wasted and stuffs a $100 bill down a waiter's throat? Crazytown. I don't doubt that Scott is a royal asshole, but strangely, I kind of like him. He's funny. Now, would I want anyone I remotely care about to date him? Um, no. Just look at the suit he's wearing. And that slicked back hair. He even looks like a scumbag. I understand why the 'Dash clan isn't supportive of the relationship, but I'll always secretly be rooting for him.
So tell me: Have you ever dated a guy your loved ones didn't like? Is it important to have their approval?