The ink was barely dry on our marriage certificate when my husband and I found out we were going to be parents — actually, I found out the good news the first day back from our honeymoon.
Sure, some of the signs and symptoms of pregnancy were already there, but I honestly chalked everything up to pre-wedding stress. It was only when I finally had a chance to slow down in South Beach that I realized something didn’t feel right.
When my new husband leaned in for a kiss one night, with whiskey and Vidalia onion chips breath, I was disgusted: “I swear, if you don’t get away from me with that breath right now I’m going to barf on your face,” is what I told him. And, to be clear, I usually love whiskey. That’s when I realized something was up. Read more … Keep reading »
What do you do when you’re athletic and muscular and, well, small-chested? If you’re 30-year-old Susan Combs, you sock money away. “I started a ‘boob fund,’” says Combs, who lives in New York City. “I own my own business, and I said to myself, when I get enough money, that’s going to be my executive bonus for the year. I’m just going to do it.” Read more … Keep reading »
I’ve got a beautiful little boy who turns 6 next week. I got him through rather unconventional means. Well actually, the means were fairly conventional — sex in a traditional position, if memory serves — but entirely accidental.
I had a one-night stand when I was 39, with a guy I’d met at a bar. Not my most ladylike act, and certainly not sensible, but I had been suffering from a case of prolonged unintentional celibacy, and the guy was just adorable.
No, I don’t have any diseases, but thanks for your concern, which I’m sure will be expressed in the comments. I know it wasn’t smart. What I didn’t know was that my ancient ovaries were functioning better than I ever would have dreamed. When you’re 39, you sort of assume pregnancy will involve a trip to the fertility doctor.
Instead, I got pregnant. Read more … Keep reading »
There comes a time in every woman’s life when she finds the man of her dreams — with the exception of one flaw.
Today, that flaw is his body odor.
Contrary to public opinion, we prefer to exhibit ladylike behavior — and in accordance, we’d never crush a man’s self-esteem by telling him straight-up that his B.O. reeks. So we asked you for advice: How do you tactfully tell a guy he smells? Read more … Keep reading »
It’s not news that sexual fluidity has been working its way into the mainstream. We all know the girl who experimented in college and then went back to guys, or the middle-aged woman who left her husband for some turquoise artisan in Taos named Deborah.
Both seem to be examples of the stronger sexual preference winning out in the end. But more and more, it’s becoming acceptable for women to “hop the fence” — that is, to make the occasional gender switch-up in casual sex and in long-term relationships. I know, ’cause I’m one of ‘em. Read more … Keep reading »
What’s your type? Tall, dark and handsome, with a good sense of humor? Yeah, right.
According to a new poll, women may say that’s what they want, but what they really get hot for is a slightly chunky, hairy guy with a propensity to cry during movies. Or so 2,500 women told one polling firm. The data collected by OnePoll.com found that “a little stubble” is women’s number one turn-on, followed by a “geeky” personality and a hairy chest. (Gray hair and crying during movies were also among the secret peccadilloes.) Women also admitted to preferring a dude who is soft and cuddly versus one who is totally ripped.
Is your unconventional type in the list? Read more … Keep reading »
We know what you’re thinking. Farmville is the worst. And “watermelon mastery”? Are you kidding me with this?
You can keep Farmville from showing up in your Facebook feed, but that hasn’t stopped people from carping about it. (In fact, there was an entire “Dr. Phil” episode dedicated to Farmville addiction.) So we thought we’d ask Marika, a real-life Farmville addict, what all the fuss was about — and whether or not she felt bad about glutting our feeds with her lost ocelots. Answer? Not at all. Instead, here’s her emphatic defense of Farmville:
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Every week, the gentlemen over at GuySpeak answer questions from women the only way they know how: in guy style. Then they handpick some of their favorites and send them over to us to answer (read: fix) them in girl style. We call it GuySpeak/GirlSpeak. This week — how do you help a guy understand the difference between flirting and being creepy?
Oh, wise one, I require your sacred advice. There is this guy I flirt with sometimes, and its all good until the flirting turns into lewd comments. Is there a polite way to tell him he crossed the line without totally turning him off?
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Ever hit a guy — on request? Last week, Single Guy blogger wrote about his weakness for a good smack on the cheek. His fetish for pain had us curious to hear your stories of (solicited) slapping.
Mad admits she’s hit a guy or two in her time: “One guy was just cruising for it — he had stolen my new marshmallow flavored pink lip gloss then snuck up behind me and smooched me on the cheek with it, leaving a glob of sticky pink glittery sugary residue on my face. I was so mad I slapped him — so hard I felt his jaw crack. He guffawed and asked for another. I was more than happy to oblige! I think I slapped him three or four times that night.” Read more … Keep reading »
Amy Spencer is a dating expert and the author of Meeting Your Half-Orange: An Utterly Upbeat Guide to Using Dating Optimism to Find Your Perfect Match (Running Press). We asked her the dating questions that continue to baffle us.
Q: How can you tell if a guy is stringing you along?
A: My take is trust your gut. It’s your radar for the wrong guy — I call it your “wrong-dar” — and it will tell you when you’re being jerked around and not being treated as well as you deserve to be. If you’re not feeling your sexiest, coolest, funniest, warmest, most natural self around a guy, something’s not right. Read more … Keep reading »