Blogger Amanda Hess of The Sexist took her video camera around D.C. and asked a bunch of dudes to explain how different types of women-controlled birth control work, including the Pill, the patch, diaphragms, and Nuva-ring. Some guys get an A+ for looking adorable while trying … while others don’t know what the eff they’re talking about. (Like the guy who says the birth control pill is the same thing as emergency contraception. No sex for you until you straighten that one out, bucko!) And an A++ for the guy wearing flannel and glasses who uses the phrase “sexual congress” with a straight face. Whoever he’s schtupping is a lucky woman.
Hey, dudes who read The Frisky, can you do any better? (And no looking up the answers on other web sites and cheating.) [The Sexist] Keep reading »
Oh, those libertine Europeans! After studies have shown increased sexual activity by 12- to 14-year-old boys (um, eww?), a Swiss condom manufacturer has created “Hotshot” condoms in smaller sizes. According to the Telegraph, various studies across Europe have shown teens don’t use condoms if the sizes are too big for them. So while a standard size condom is two inches in diameter, Hotshot condoms are 1.7 inches to cater to the teeny weenies.
A six-pack of Hotshots will set you back $7 — but don’t count on the smaller condoms being made available here anytime soon. Hotshots are not even for sale in the UK, which has Europe’s highest rate of teen pregnancy. Hey, at least the kids are wrapping it up … right? [Telegraph UK] Keep reading »
Is there anything in the world cuter than a baby in a little doofy winter hat? If you answered yes, your biological clock is ticking louder than Marisa Tomei’s in “My Cousin Vinny.” And I’m right there with you, girl! But just because Mother Nature is ready for us to spawn, doesn’t mean we are. (Typical pushy mother issues, huh?) So what’s a girl to do? Get scared!
Yes, we all know birth and motherhood are beautiful, natural things to be revered. But it’s not all sunshine, lollipops and rainbows when you’re talking about pushing an eight-pound person out of your vag! So, hit the snooze button on your biological alarm clock with these ugly truths about what it takes to get one of those adorable bundles of joy.
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Exciting things are happening in my lady parts: I’ve gone back on the birth control pill. After a few years of being single and not getting enough sex to justify a Yaz prescription, I’m once again getting boned on the regular. My guy is definitely thrilled the condoms can finally come off—but trust me; he can’t be more thrilled than me. I hate condoms. Keep reading »
Ahh, the pill. I’ve been off and on the birth control pill for years and have been lucky enough to not have many annoying side effects. But lately there’s been more and more talk about the potential — someday! — for there to be a male contraceptive pill on the market. Gawker writer Ravi Somaiya recently wrote about why such a pill is a stupid idea. He claims that men would either be too lazy or irresponsible to take it, that they would lie about having taken it if it meant getting laid, and that women would never trust them to anyway. I mean, didn’t ya know? Men think with their penises! Personally, I found his argument to be stupid and insulting to men, but what do I know? I’m not a dude. But the guys on my IM most certainly have peens, so let’s see whether they would be down to take the male BC. Keep reading »
I went off birth control and got a ParaGard IUD. Now I’m horny, like, all the time. When I wake up next to my boyfriend, forget it—we’re barely getting to work on time. If he emails me during work, I need two minutes to regain my focus. After work … well, you get the idea. Spending eight years on the pill and then bidding it adieu has led me to a sexual renaissance. It’s puberty all over again, only now I’m 27 and have enough experience to appreciate my freer-flowing juices. Keep reading »
When I was 19, I fell in love. He was small but mighty, a cheap date in those days, easy to swallow at any kegger and, most importantly, eased my mind. His name was Ortho. We just broke up.
My relationship with the birth control pill lasted eight years. I never got pregnant, and despite a few blips during the dark days of no insurance, it was relatively easy to acquire. If my calculations are correct, I ingested over 2,000 of those suckers. Keep reading »
Until you decide to settle down and start making babies, you’re probably doing whatever you can to prevent the formation of zygotes. If you’re in a serious, long-term relationship, this can be costly — a 24-pack of Durex Extra Sensitive Lubricated Condoms costs about $20, and, depending on factors like insurance and brand, a pack of birth control pills can cost between $5 and $50. Multiple that by 12 and you have enough to buy a pair of Christian Louboutins [Or two abortions! Kidding! -- Editor]. Unlike the pill, condoms are something that either person can pick up at the drugstore, so sharing that cost is a no-brainer. But if your protection of choice is the pill, should your boyfriend contribute to the cause? We asked a bunch of sexually active folks — both male and female — whether it’s appropriate for the guy to pay for part of the prescription. Keep reading »