Just the other day, we shared with you the 10 tweeps (plus one!) you should follow on Twitter for all your dating advice needs. That list was pretty incredible, but we’re not done. Oh no. Twitter has too much to offer! Today, we present you with the top 10 guys you should be following on Twitter: guys who tweet about love, dating, relationships and the bro code. Because sometimes it’s nice to have that demystifying male perspective. Without further ado: Keep reading »
Hey, have you heard? Valentine’s Day is coming up! On top of worrying about what to give your date — if indeed you have one — there’s also anxiety about saying the wrong thing. What if you let the “L-word” slip and it’s only your second date? What if you get so caught up in the excitement, you accidentally call him by the wrong name? After the jump, 20 other things that are bound to be real mood-busters if you or your date say them. Keep reading »
It looks like Reese Witherspoon may be ready to play the field again after her split from hottie BF Jake Gyllenhaal. A single and ready-to-mingle Reese was spotted at a Santa Monica Italian restaurant, Locanda Portofino, last Thursday with big-time Hollywood agent Jim Toth. Yeah, he’s easy on the eyes for sure, but I’m thinking he is probably a rebound if anything. Let’s help find Reese someone special this Valentine’s Day season. After the jump, our suggestions for whom Reese should date next. Keep reading »
You know how experts claim that most couples fight over sex or money? Not in my tiny apartment, which I share with a 6’5” dude and two cats. What we fight over is décor.
If he were in charge of our home, everything would be bright, white, and utilitarian. There’d be no blood-red living room, featuring Ganesh and Jesus duking it out for wall space. No piles of books and no throw pillows (he especially hates the latter).
But because real estate in New York is insane and my apartment is cheap, my man moved into mine, which (I believe) negates his right to complain because he knew what he was getting into. He would disagree, but I already told you this was our biggest bone of contention. Keep reading »
Seven years ago, I was doing an internship in Mexico and attempting proficiency in Spanish. One night at a club with some friends, I nearly broke my face after slipping on the booze-soaked floor. Had I been with English-speaking friends, I would have dusted myself off and uttered with a sly smile, “Well, that was embarrassing.” Instead, I looked at my Mexican buds and pooed a clumsy “Estoy embarazada.” Their jaws dropped. I’d forgotten for a moment that “embarazada” does not mean “embarrassed.” It means “pregnant.”
It’s hard to be cool in your second language. But it’s even harder to be sexy. Keep reading »
There are two kinds of nights out on the town:
- The nights you plan a big night out, when you shower, you shave, you wax, you pluck, you blow out your hair, slip into your sexiest heels, and suck in your stomach so you can squeeze into your cleavage-baring, skin-hugging, make-a-guy-melt top.
- Those lazy nights when you haven’t shaved your legs, you’re still wearing the T-shirt you woke up in paired with jeans you haven’t washed in weeks, and all you have time to do with your hair is pull it into a low ponytail so people can’t tell how greasy it is.
Now here’s the quiz: Which night are you going to end up kissing a hot guy in a dark corner who wants to take you home to rip off your clothes and ravage you? Say it with me everyone—the answer is 2. Like the gravitational pull of the moon that causes the tides to ebb and flow, there is a strong and as-yet-unmeasured power that pulls men toward you when you’re really not ready for it. This, my friends, is the mysterious appeal of the Grubby Glow. Keep reading »