I was at brunch with my girlfriends this past weekend when we spotted a beautiful, newly-in-love couple. They were sitting across from each other holding hands and staring adoringly into each other’s eyes. He leaned over and whispered something into her ear … she giggled and scooted closer. His hands started wandering … she tilted her face in; before we could swallow our Eggs Benedict, they were swapping saliva and grabbing each other’s unmentionables. I felt like I was watching a particularly graphic and bloody open-heart surgery on “Grey’s Anatomy.” Keep reading »
I have a confession to make. Before I was married, I used to hate foreplay. I found myself rushing through the preliminaries, anxiously pushing towards the main event. I mean really, who has time for ear nibbles and a kiss on the back of the thigh? I had foolishly assumed that I was more thoroughly evolved, less needy, and more perfectly suited to a heterosexual relationship in terms of my needs and libido. A typical session involved me smiling in tolerance while I submitted to a thorough toe sucking, and then asking for what I had wanted all along. Way back when, I actually endured foreplay. After five years of marriage, I sit here and wonder…what changed? Keep reading »
Most of us think we know the telltale signs of a liar—shifty eyes, sweating, a long, winding story that seems highly improbable. The stereotypes are even cross-cultural: a 2006 study done at the Texas Christian University found that similar perceptions of liars exist in over sixty countries. Keep reading »
Thank goodness for caller ID. It’s saved me many a time from having to suffer through a three-hour conversation with my aunt Judy (or “Jawdy,” as I call her). Don’t get me wrong; my aunt is a sweetheart, but she does ramble on.
We all have that person in our lives who just can’t seem to get the hint that it’s time to end a conversation. It can be really difficult to avoid feeling rude without spending your entire day chatting it up, but it is possible. With a little social finessing, you can say “hi” and “bye,” and be on your way. Read more … Keep reading »
Isn’t it strange watching celebrities in movies made before they got famous? Think of young Leonardo DiCaprio in “What’s Eating Gilbert Grape”—who could’ve predicted he’d one day freeze to death in the ocean and enchant pre-teens around the world? Though his role was respectable, few other now-leading men have been as fortunate. Most of their entries into movies are probably as cringe-worthy for them as middle school yearbook photos are for us. But while the evidence of our journey toward adulthood is hidden in basements and attics, thanks to the wonders of the Internet (namely, IMDB), these celebrities’ rise to stardom is ours for the knowing—and ridiculing. Read more … Keep reading »
For much of my adolescence, I held up Say Anything and its endearing, boombox-wielding protagonist (Lloyd Dobler, sigh) as the pinnacle of what I wanted in relationships. Then I got older and thought about a guy I had just dumped standing outside of window at dawn and playing cheeseball music and suddenly, my dream guy seemed less like an ideal and more like a stalker.
Romantic comedies set unrealistic expectations of relationships and love, but if we look beyond the cinematic surface, what’s revealed are a host of crazy characters whose actions would never fly in real life—or would fly them right into a restraining order. Read more … Keep reading »