I’m going to say something as a feminist ladyblogger that I suspect I’m not supposed to say: Why You’re Not Married … Yet: The Straight Talk You Need To Get The Relationship You Deserve, by Tracy McMillan, actually isn’t a terrible book.
Oh, it has some problematic aspects — and I’ll get to those. But generally what’s wrong with books like Why You’re Not Married … Yet or 2009′s Marry Him! The Case For Settling For Mr. Good Enough, by Lori Gottlieb, isn’t the actual content. I’ve read a decent number of self-help books, both for professional reasons (to write about them on The Frisky) and for personal reasons (to find out why am I such an idiot when it comes to boys), and I even read that godawful Steve Harvey book Act Like A Lady, Think Like A Man because my surrogate mother gave it to me. I’m open-minded to reading them, I guess you could say. So, while Why You’re Not Married … Yet is getting bopped everywhere from Jezebel to The Good Men Project, who titled their piece “Fuck Off Tracy McMillan,” I’ve actually read the book and what’s more, I loved it and found it extremely useful. What’s wrong with Why You’re Not Married … Yet isn’t the dating advice — it’s how that dating advice is only marketed towards women. Keep reading »
Fifty Shades of Grey is heating up The New York Times best seller list, making BDSM erotica an official trend of the Summer. But the author, British Twilight fanatic E.L. James, isn’t the first to let the racy sex fetish inspire a novel. That form of fantasy has filled the pages of many books over the years, and in fact, erotic writing dates back at least two millennia to the Greek poet Sappho. If you want to give steamy reading a chance, here are seven titles to try besides Fifty Shades.
Delta of Venus is filled with a wide range of characters and situations. There’s a Hungarian man who seduces rich women only to steal their money, and a Parisian housewife who ends up in Peruvian opium dens. Something for everybody. It was first published in 1977 by French writer Anaïs Nin. Read more …
Rock of Ages is out this weekend, and if there was anything the glam metal rockers of the ’80s were known for — besides their big hair and sweet music — it was their groupies. These half-naked superfans were a lot edgier (and hopefully older) than the Beliebers of today.
We got another glimpse at an even earlier generation of groupies on Mad Men last season. In the Mad Men episode “Tea Leaves,” Don Draper does his best to get backstage at the Rolling Stones concert. Dressed like “the man” in his suit and tie, a look his much younger wife describes as “square,” Don and fellow ad man Harry Crane set out to try to get the Stones to sign on for a Heinz campaign. Instead of meeting the band, the pair hangs backstage with some teenage girls smoking joints — groupies! As we’ve come to expect from Mad Men, the show gave us a glimpse into the 1960s and its defining pop cultural characteristics. But if you want to know more about the real-life ladies who inspired the reference, here are eight groupie autobiographies to get in bed with. Read more …
Do you remember being 10 years old, reading or watching “Anne of Green Gables” for the first time, and trying to figure out which of the boys in your class was destined to be your Gilbert Blythe? And then experiencing your first taste of romantic disappointment upon realizing that the Teva-wearing, “Rocko’s Modern Life”-watching squirts who surrounded you were not then, and not ever, going to compare to Gilbert?
Yesterday it was announced that “Anne of Green Gables” is returning to TV, which means, more importantly, Gilbert Blythe is returning to TV. Unfortunately, having this handsome, pragmatic, handsome, affable, and handsome character return to the small screen will just serve as a reminder that no non-fiction boyfriend will ever live up to him. Because Gilbert Blythe has no faults. Oh, if only real-life men were as charmingly two-dimensional!
“Gilbert, I’m afraid I’m scandalously in love with you.” We all are, Anne. We all are. Keep reading »
Summer is the perfect time to kick back with a good book and no, you don’t have to read Crime And Punishment. I prefer a good graphic novel and I’m in luck: But I Really Wanted To Be An Anthropologist by French illustrator Margaux Motin was just published in English. Like me, you’ll lust after Margaux’s adorable French daughter, her hot husband, and enviably chic wardrobe. (At least, that’s how she draws it!) And if you like just-us-girls honesty here on The Frisky, you’ll love Margaux’s share-everything-no-matter-how-embarrassing tone. Grab a box of macaroons and a copy of Anthropologist for the cheapest trip to Paris you’ll ever take. [$19.01, Amazon.com]