Breasts. You may have heard of their alternate use as feeding mechanisms for tiny offspring. You may also have heard of their function in women’s sexual pleasure. But let us not forget the real purpose of a lady’s chesticles: sexual pleasure for her husband.
And all that time a new mama spends nursing? That’s time her hubby isn’t playing with his boobs.
Thus seems to be the logic behind baby bottle manufacturer Bittylab’s recent tweets advertising their product, called Bare, which read “New baby? Reclaim your wife” and “Feeling like you’re competing with your newborn for mommy’s attention? Meet BARE air-free #babybottles.” Keep reading »
“If I choose to have sex, I have the right to birth control and to be spared the demeaning insults that you’d never want leveled against your daughter or mother. My pursuit of orgasm is neither unnatural nor dangerous nor scary nor an infringement of your religious liberty. My sexual activity exists for my benefit, not your pleasure. And it’s never my fault if you rape me. I am done being excluded from decisions about my sexual and reproductive health. This is my body. Not yours.”
Tell it, sisters! This video is so kickass. I love the part at the end that goes, “Do not be afraid of a world in which women know themselves.” Definitely worth watching and sharing around. [Care2 via Facebook.com/ThisIsMyBody]
This weekend, the worst thing ever happened. And by the worst thing ever, I mean a used condom landed on top of my cell phone.
O’Boyfriend and I were, uhhhh, using a condom. And then we were done using the condom. And then because I didn’t want it or its contents spilling on my bedsheets, I suggested he throw it in the wastepaper basket. So LeBron James over here tossed it in the direction of the trash … and it landed on top of my iPhone. Keep reading »