What It's Like on Ashley Madison

2015-09-29T20:07:56.000Z

Since the Ashley Madison hack, curiosity about the infidelity-based dating service has been on the rise. Even if you find the idea of cheating deplorable, you can't help but wonder what it's like on a website totally based on helping people cheat, right?

That's why I decided to create an account and check it out. And I couldn't believe how easy — and depressing — it was.

In case you didn't follow the hack, it exposed the data of 32 million Ashley Madison users. This was a big deal because Ashley Madison prided itself on its discretion — it was assumed to be the perfect dating site for a discreet affair. After the hack, though, it seemed that wannabe cheaters would have better luck finding mates in real life, without leaving a digital trail.

Based on Ashley Madison's marketing and my own preconceived notions of marital infidelity largely gleaned from Hollywood, I thought the experience might have at least a hint of glamour and danger. But instead, it felt desperate and the opposite of sexy.

Scroll through to see what it was like.

To start, all I had to do was go to AshleyMadison.com, select "single female seeking males," and then create my account. The site is free for women. Male users have to pay at least $49 per month for 100 "credits," which enable them to use the site.

After that, I was already "almost done," according to this dialog box. As you can see from the background, men's profiles were already visible before I'd even picked a username.

Mostly, the questions had to do with my physical appearance. This one reminded me of MySpace, which had a similar feature back in its heyday in the 2000s.

Next, it was time for a photo. I could have uploaded a picture of myself using this totally convincing mask "tool" to conceal my identity, but I was way too freaked out to do that. After locating the tiny "Skip this Step" option in the bottom right, I passed.

But was I SURE I didn't want a photo? Yes, thanks again for asking.

Next, I beefed up my profile with a line about what I was looking for. After that, I waited for the "winks" and emails to roll in.

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While I was waiting, I received the first of many emails I'd get from Ashley Madison.

Still waiting for someone to message me, I checked out some more options for customizing my profile.

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Finally, a dating site asks me if I'm interested in "Cottage Country."

There was a more explicit section, too.

As it turned out, I didn't even need to fill out these sections. Before long, I had received my first message. And my screenname was a hit.

As the messages started rolling in, so did the emails. Not very discreet. Good thing I'm such a prodigious "technologygal," or else I would've been at wit's end trying to figure out how to get them off my phone's lock screen. How many middle-aged men's cheating efforts have been thwarted by this very issue?

I also checked out the Ashley Madison blog. It had some pretty questionable advice.

Click here to check out the blog, if you really want to.

While doing research in a coffee shop, I was struck by how blatant the Ashley Madison branding was. Anyone looking over my shoulder would have known exactly what I was doing — again, not that discreet.

I received about 20 "winks" in five days or so plus about 7 to 10 messages. When people messaged me, I'd ask them if they wanted to tell me about their experience for a news story. Mostly, they politely declined. I figured maybe if I uploaded a photo, their trust in me would increase.

I uploaded a recent photo of myself, planning to "add some discretion" like AM suggested.

This mask does next to nothing to obscure my identity. At least it's a good color for me.

Armed with my finished product, I was ready to get some juicy info (and probably a few more requests for "cam play," which I'd also received by this point).

Now that I've posted a photo, I'm getting a few more messages. I'm mostly asking people if they're worried about their information getting out. They all say they aren't nervous.

I've also gained access to 55 guys' photos. None of them seem tempting. Instead, looking at them all one after another feels about as depressing as being the last woman standing at a bar past closing time — but with fewer shirts and more bathroom mirror selfies. I can't imagine actually using this process to start a relationship.

I created an Ashley Madison account and it was worse than I imagined

To start, all I had to do was go to AshleyMadison.com, select "single female seeking males," and then create my account. The site is free for women. Male users have to pay at least $49 per month for 100 "credits," which enable them to use the site.

After that, I was already "almost done," according to this dialog box. As you can see from the background, men's profiles were already visible before I'd even picked a username.

Mostly, the questions had to do with my physical appearance. This one reminded me of MySpace, which had a similar feature back in its heyday in the 2000s.

Next, it was time for a photo. I could have uploaded a picture of myself using this totally convincing mask "tool" to conceal my identity, but I was way too freaked out to do that. After locating the tiny "Skip this Step" option in the bottom right, I passed.

But was I SURE I didn't want a photo? Yes, thanks again for asking.

Next, I beefed up my profile with a line about what I was looking for. After that, I waited for the "winks" and emails to roll in.

While I was waiting, I received the first of many emails I'd get from Ashley Madison.

Still waiting for someone to message me, I checked out some more options for customizing my profile.

Finally, a dating site asks me if I'm interested in "Cottage Country."

There was a more explicit section, too.

As it turned out, I didn't even need to fill out these sections. Before long, I had received my first message. And my screenname was a hit.

I also checked out the Ashley Madison blog. It had some pretty questionable advice.

While doing research in a coffee shop, I was struck by how blatant the Ashley Madison branding was. Anyone looking over my shoulder would have known exactly what I was doing — again, not that discreet.

I received about 20 "winks" in five days or so plus about 7 to 10 messages. When people messaged me, I'd ask them if they wanted to tell me about their experience for a news story. Mostly, they politely declined. I figured maybe if I uploaded a photo, their trust in me would increase.

I uploaded a recent photo of myself, planning to "add some discretion" like AM suggested.

This mask does next to nothing to obscure my identity. At least it's a good color for me.

Armed with my finished product, I was ready to get some juicy info (and probably a few more requests for "cam play," which I'd also received by this point).

Now that I've posted a photo, I'm getting a few more messages. I'm mostly asking people if they're worried about their information getting out. They all say they aren't nervous.

All in all, though, I'm finding the site to be primitive and incredibly un-sexy. To borrow the AM slogan, life is too short for that.

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I created an Ashley Madison account and it was worse than I imagined

To start, all I had to do was go to AshleyMadison.com, select "single female seeking males," and then create my account. The site is free for women. Male users have to pay at least $49 per month for 100 "credits," which enable them to use the site.

After that, I was already "almost done," according to this dialog box. As you can see from the background, men's profiles were already visible before I'd even picked a username.

Mostly, the questions had to do with my physical appearance. This one reminded me of MySpace, which had a similar feature back in its heyday in the 2000s.

Next, it was time for a photo. I could have uploaded a picture of myself using this totally convincing mask "tool" to conceal my identity, but I was way too freaked out to do that. After locating the tiny "Skip this Step" option in the bottom right, I passed.

But was I SURE I didn't want a photo? Yes, thanks again for asking.

Next, I beefed up my profile with a line about what I was looking for. After that, I waited for the "winks" and emails to roll in.

While I was waiting, I received the first of many emails I'd get from Ashley Madison.

Still waiting for someone to message me, I checked out some more options for customizing my profile.

Finally, a dating site asks me if I'm interested in "Cottage Country."

There was a more explicit section, too.

As it turned out, I didn't even need to fill out these sections. Before long, I had received my first message. And my screenname was a hit.

I also checked out the Ashley Madison blog. It had some pretty questionable advice.

While doing research in a coffee shop, I was struck by how blatant the Ashley Madison branding was. Anyone looking over my shoulder would have known exactly what I was doing — again, not that discreet.

I received about 20 "winks" in five days or so plus about 7 to 10 messages. When people messaged me, I'd ask them if they wanted to tell me about their experience for a news story. Mostly, they politely declined. I figured maybe if I uploaded a photo, their trust in me would increase.

I uploaded a recent photo of myself, planning to "add some discretion" like AM suggested.

This mask does next to nothing to obscure my identity. At least it's a good color for me.

Armed with my finished product, I was ready to get some juicy info (and probably a few more requests for "cam play," which I'd also received by this point).

Now that I've posted a photo, I'm getting a few more messages. I'm mostly asking people if they're worried about their information getting out. They all say they aren't nervous.

All in all, though, I'm finding the site to be primitive and incredibly un-sexy. To borrow the AM slogan, life is too short for that.

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