Now, I’m not a doctor or a porn casting director, but I just spent the last five minutes analyzing this photograph of Dev Patel (best known as a Jamal in “Slumdog Millionaire”) and have determined that he is packing an impressive trouser snake in those tweed pants. Jai ho, indeed. Check out the rest of the pics over at GQ.com. Keep reading »
Last summer, Mark Sanford wrote the following words to his mistress, Maria Belén Chapur:
“I could digress and say that you have the ability to give magnificent gentle kisses, or that I love your tan lines or that I love the curve of your hips, the erotic beauty of you holding yourself (or two magnificent parts of yourself) in the faded glow of the night’s light—but hey, that would be going into sexual details…”
I remember reading that and thinking: A) “Wow, this guy is a serious cheesmo,” and B) “Wait, he loves her tan lines?” It struck me as strange.
But in the past week, I’ve been hearing an awful lot about men fixating on tan lines. Keep reading »
Brevity is the soul of relationship talks. The shortest distance between two hearts is a straight line. Don’t be a blabbercheeks. I don’t think I’m being clear: When you are discussing important issues with your significant other, keep the conversation short and sweet and to the point. One of the great male stereotypes is that men loathe having to talk about anything serious. That dudes would prefer a forced eel colonic to sitting down and hashing out our feelings. Part of this stereotype is the notion that men are scared of their emotions. This is actually partially true. We are scared of our emotions, and that’s why we respect them. Emotions can make a man feel like a soaring kite one moment and a gym sock full of warm parfait the next. Keep reading »
We hate those people who smugly say, “I have no regrets.” If you have no regrets in life, you lack the ability to look back on the choices you’ve made, recognize mistakes, and take steps to do better in the future. We have plenty of regrets, but recognizing them doesn’t mean that we dwell on what we did wrong in the past; it just means we’re better prepared to not make the same mistakes in the future. That’s why we would never sleep with these 15 dudes again. Once was enough. Keep reading »
Sure, we all look like Brad and Angie after a few shots on a moonlit night. Tanned, toned and ready for some serious lovemaking, we hop into our lover’s bed for a night of hot-shadow-sex. But assuming it’s more than a one-night stand, sooner or later it’s time for Vulnerable Sex. You know the kind—unholy sunshine beaming into that studio apartment revealing last night’s calamari in your teeth, his uni-brow in full force and that stubborn bacne you just can’t get rid of. I can recall a session of first-morning-sex with a girlfriend that featured me burying my face into a pillow to shield an epic chin zit.
Good morning, varicose-vain! Top o’ the morning, stubborn stomach flab, cellulite and neck scar! How’d ya sleep, blackhead, wart, mole, and blotch? Love at first light can be quite traumatic; it’s our eyes’ version of unprotected sex. After the jump, my 5 tips for surviving vulnerable morning sex … Keep reading »
I recently went out on a very, very disappointing date. The sad thing was that I thought I really liked this guy going into it. We had met a week earlier at a mutual friend’s party and hit it off. We had a great conversation and had lots in common. He asked me thoughtful questions, seemed interested in getting to know me, and made sure to get my number when we parted ways. He asked me out to dinner a couple days later, sent nice emails in the interim saying how excited he was to see me again, even called me on the phone for a chat. Everything seemed in order for us to have an amazing time on our date. Oh, how wrong I was. After the jump, the five things that this guy did to lose me in five minutes. He totally would have had it in the bag. What a doofus. Keep reading »