I wasn’t always good at negotiating. As a writer, I was usually just delighted to be getting paid anything at all, so if I was told a freelance rate or a starting salary was standard or set in stone, I took it and I liked it, with the kind of deranged enthusiasm that you only… READ MORE »
You meet online. You have the same favorite book and it’s not The Fountainhead. You exchange emails multiple times a day and bond over your mutual love of cats, Frasier, and pretending you like to spend Sunday in bed with the New York Times crossword puzzle. It’s meant to be! The first date is around the corner. You’re bringing… READ MORE »
Is it a date or an interview for a lifetime together? Here are six ways to tell. … READ MORE »
The third date was perfect. You laughed, you flirted, your hands grazed as you both reached for the cheesiest nacho.
Eight days later — nothing. They haven’t called or answered your text(s). You’ve been checking their Facebook profile so sadly you’re sure they were not a victim of a tragic accident en route… READ MORE »
Whether you’re throwing a viewing party — and following The Frisky’s liveblog — complete with cucumber sandwiches and tiaras or opting out of the Royal Wedding celebration, it’s almost impossible to avoid getting caught up in the nuptials happening across the pond. So give in and enjoy like the Brits do—with a nice cold drink. READ MORE »
When a commitment-phobe I had been dating for two months excitedly told me he had a present for me — “you’ll love it,” he assured me — I prepared myself for a thoughtful, romantic gesture of his relationship readiness. But when I walked into his bedroom, he instead pointed at a Starbucks iced coffee on… READ MORE »
I graduated from college two years ago with $115,000 in student loans. I’m paying them off a little at a time, and when I need a reason to drink, I like to play with loan payoff calculators online, which tell me that, if my monthly payments stay as they are, I should be done in… READ MORE »
Do your friends marvel at your discipline to be at the gym EVERY morning at 6 a.m.? Or is your favorite exercise move texting? (C’mon it has to burn some calories, right?) Maybe you’ve become addicted to fitness gizmos ever since you tried out your mom’s Thighmaster in the 8th grade … or you’re nursing… READ MORE »
I’ve written about a few dating dealbreakers I’ve encountered — the virgin; bad sex; the dumb guy — and my friends and Frisky commenters are always quick to jump in with their own list of turnoffs that will make a guy undateable.
We hate their below-the-belt grooming (or lack thereof), their obsession with… READ MORE »
Dater, beware: steer clear of these tell-tale online dating profile warning signs. … READ MORE »
“I think you’re great,” I told him over martinis on our third date, “but I just don’t think we’re compatible.” Mike was smart, interesting, and nice … too nice when we slept together for the first time earlier that week. There had been no throwdown, no frantic disrobing, no moaning loud enough to wake the… READ MORE »
When I first set out to write about swinging for an article about the lifestyle, the last thing I expected was to find myself nodding when a slim, curly-haired brunette asks if she may take off my panties. It’s a windy Friday night and I’m in a cozy, apartment-style swing club in Midtown Manhattan, my… READ MORE »
If you’re thinking of taking a swing at it, being prepared is key if you don’t want your first time at a sex club to be your last.
Establish Ground Rules. Before stepping foot in a club — especially if you’re going with a significant other — know your limits. A few weeks… READ MORE »
You’ve got your favorite lip gloss, mints, and enough money to cover your share of dinner, but are there first-date essentials you’re forgetting to bring — or forgetting to leave at home? Learn from my mistakes and make sure these things are on your first-date checklist. … READ MORE »
I noticed Bob before he noticed me. He looked like the kind of guy you have sex with in barroom bathrooms and the backseats of cars. When he said “Hey” as I brushed past him in the Cold & Sinus aisle of Walgreen’s, I hesitated. I knew that “Hey.” It was the cocky “Hey” of… READ MORE »
It was our first date and we talked for 10 hours straight before Jeff kissed me, shaking as he leaned in. He didn’t have to lean far — I had given him nowhere else to go when I pinned him against a chain-link fence outside the coffee shop where we had stopped to refuel. Despite… READ MORE »