Meet Jay Sherrod. He dispenses sage advice about women and relationships. He’s just like a walking, talking Cosmopolitan
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If you believe in romantic comedies, the ideal outcome of any romantic relationship is that both partners love each other equally. But is that always true in real life? Sure, it may be the case some of the time, but the fact of the matter is that relationships are often uneven or unequal when it comes to love. Especially at the start of a relationship, it’s not uncommon for one partner to be more enamored of the other. Maybe the guy is salivating after the girl like a hungry dog, while she could care less. Or we’ve all heard girlfriends whining about the guy they’re madly in love with — who never calls. I once saw a movie in which an older couple said the reason they never got divorced is because they never fell out of love at the same time. That’s an interesting twist — and suggests that love isn’t always a two-way street, but more like a freeway designed by a crackhead. You never know where it’s going to twist and turn. Is your relationship “equal” when it comes to love? Is it better to love the other person more or for the other person to love you more? Or is love too weird, complicated, and abstract to even be comprehended? Keep reading »
“Luke Worrall is the biggest piece of s**t, he has been trying to get back with me, I only came home for Xmas to see him. Meanwhile, he has been f**king hundreds of girls … behind my back. All he did was use me. All girls, beware of @Luke_worral he is a using C**t! He used me for my money and a free ride. He is lucky I am not spilling the whole truth about what he did! He is the worst thing that ever happened to me. I don’t give a f**k what happens to him anymore … I am and always will be too good for him … Darling, your pretty face will only get you so far because you don’t have the brains to back it up.”
—Kelly Osbourne sends holiday wishes to her ex-fiance. Does this mean he didn’t get a Christmas present from her? Sounds like Luke was a very bad boy this year. [US Weekly] Keep reading »
For most single women out there, New Year’s Eve is a big deal. On December 31st, we’ll get all dolled up—preferably in sequins and heavy eyeliner—and hit the town in our 2011 New Year’s Eve glasses. (Question: How exactly are those going to work?) It’s one of the few nights a year where debaucherous drinking is not only condoned, but encouraged, and where grabbing a random stranger for a makeout session is not only okay, but tradition. The next morning, as we nurse our hangovers, we’ll have the satisfaction of standing up, wiping off the dirt of the past year, and jumping feet first into a new one—a fresh 365 days in which every possibility is open.
Yes, kiss or not, New Year’s Eve should be a great night. But for me, January 2nd will be a much bigger day. See, it’s my parents’ anniversary. As much as I think about it, I still can’t seem to wrap my head around the idea that, in less than a week, my parents will have been husband and wife for 40 freaking years. Keep reading »