The long cold winter of our discontent has finally started to ease its grip on most of the country. If you live on the East Coast, you’ve most likely been buried in a never-ending pile of snow and frigid weather, seemingly doomed to spend the rest of your life mouldering in your abode, turning as pale and sour as spoiled milk. The past couple of weeks have seen the resurgence of something beautiful — warm weather! Flowers are blooming, the trees are heavy with blossoms, and when you leave work, it’s still light out and the air smells like the promise of short shorts, the beach and exposing your toes — and your winter-hardened heart — to the light. And what’s that in the distance? Ahh yes, a spring fling is on the horizon. Keep reading »
As much as we’d all like to believe we’re smooth operators in the bedroom, sometimes shit happens that can prevent us from being our suavest selves during sex. (Seriously though, literal shit can happen if your partner pulls the unexpected finger-in-the-ass move.) Maybe you got a pube caught in your throat or he’s got a bad case of Gumby dick. You’re not alone. Despite our greatest efforts to pull off all of our romp sessions without a hitch, don’t feel bad: these accidental sex oopsies have undoubtedly happened to all of us. Keep reading »
I have been talking to a guy since February (I’ve known him for over a year). He texts me sweet messages and basically texts me all day long every single day. We have hung out a few times and we did get intimate, as in, we went all the way.
I have asked him what I mean to him but he completely dodged the question yet continues to text me every day. Another issue is that he’s busy almost every single weekend and we don’t see each other too often.
Am I rushing this as we have only been talking for about two months? Should I just keep it cool for a little bit? I don’t want to scare him off, but I don’t know how to proceed. I do like him and can potentially see myself with him. Help! – Nuthin’ But A Text Thing
You’ve been talking for “only” two months? What era do you live in, where two months is NOT a long time? Was your last boyfriend a 19th century squire, wooing you only by pony express mail?
You two have been hanging out way long enough to know the truth: he’s not that interested. I’m sorry. That hurts. But it’s the truth. Keep reading »
A few weeks ago, I abandoned my practice of ruthlessly hunting down a husband like a poacher on the hunt for ivory tusks in favor of focusing on my own personal growth and being the happiest single woman I can be. Since then, I met and have gone on a few dates with a very sweet guy named Andrew, who approached me in a bar one night after having recognized me from OKCupid. When I wrote about my first date with Andrew, feeling triumphant about being able to dismiss one of my dating “dealbreakers,” I was disheartened to see various commenters suggesting that I’m not following through with my declaration of singlehood. Maybe, though, I just need to be more clear about my own, personal definition for “happily single.” Keep reading »
You can either accept that your significant other had a life before you came around — or you can be this guy.
A Chinese photographer’s new series Photoshops images of himself into his girlfriend’s childhood photos, which is either hopelessly romantic or extremely awkward, depending on how the relationship pans out. Read more on Huffington Post…
Part of the fun of starting a relationship is the shared discovery of the things that make you tick as a unit. Establishing a Sunday routine, dedicating a night to each other to stay in and watch shitty movies on Netflix — this is what keeps the engine of your coupledom running smoothly. The more comfortable you get, the more likely you are to fall into established, cozy patterns. Take the pet name, one of the more revealing aspects of your life together. What you decide to call your person in public or in private speaks volumes about your relationship, but there are so many to choose from, it’s hard to say what works and what doesn’t. I used to call my ex-boyfriend “boo,” and was fine with it until one Christmas at his parents house, when I discovered that that was what his mother called him — suddenly, “boo” was weirdly inappropriate. You want to choose the right pet name, one that’s appropriate for the place your relationship is at. I’m here to help. Read on for a field guide to relationship pet names. Keep reading »
If you follow my whinier posts, you may already know that I went through a breakup a little while ago. I allotted myself a week or so of ruining my eyeliner via cry seshes, listening to empowering music, and falling asleep next to a bottle of $9 white wine. And then I hopped onto the online dating scene – as well as just the dating scene in general – and went on my merry way of meeting plenty of new people, also known as “binge dating.” Read more on The Gloss…
The online dating scene is rough. Sure, it’s a great way to meet people, but we use the term “people” loosely, as some of the individuals we’ve come in contact with still seem to be in their primitive forms. Obviously, first impressions count … but not to these idiots.
Sender: 26, Male
Receiver: 28, Female
Tip: While this guy refreshingly refrained from mentioning panties, masturbation and the suggestion to pee on each other in his initial message, he’s forgetting a little thing called punctuation. What gets me is that there’s one solo period just hanging out in the middle of his 54 various thoughts. Why even use a period at all? Run-on sentences are not a turn-on, so next time you message someone, you should probably watch this. Keep reading »
It’s not easy out there in the trenches of modern love. Finding someone even somewhat acceptable to go to dinner with is a struggle, never mind a person you want to see more than once a week. While sifting through duds on OKCupid and swiping left on every single match that comes your way on Tinder, your mind might start to wander towards the kind of men that existed at a time when things were more rustic, more dangerous, with more fur capes and dragons. Maybe you’ve cast a critical eye to the comforting glow of your Sunday night television lineup, and realized the answer has been streaming into your home every Sunday on HBO. “Game of Thrones” is a veritable buffet of available, attractive men. When faced with so many options, what’s a girl to do? Don’t worry, we got your back. Here’s our definitive ranking of the men of “Game of Thrones” by dateability.
When it comes to dating, I have a lot of preferences. I’d prefer to end up with someone who shares my religion, my political views and my musical interests. I’d prefer to find a man who has a college education, a job he enjoys and tight-knit family. But those are preferences— not dealbreakers. If I happen to find someone who’s a perfect match for me, but he’s not Catholic and he hates country music, so be it. I would be with him despite our differences. But when it comes to physical “preferences,” I’ve always been a bit pickier.
While I never considered them “dealbreakers,” my hesitation (and usually refusal) go out with someone who’s under 5’10, overweight or has a receding hairline, is, despite my denial, dealbreaker status. So this weekend, I checked those dealbreakers at the door and went on a date with my OKCupid run-in, Andrew, who I can now confirm stands barely two inches taller than me at 5’9″. Keep reading »