To make a long story short, my breakup is officially official. It became sort of official a few months ago when I decided to call it a breakup rather than a “break” or a “separation,” but it didn’t become officially official until my ex told me, a week ago, that he was no longer in love with me. Until that point, I was definitely holding out hope for a potential reconciliation — after all, the “break” was supposed to be time for him to explore and deal with his issues — but when someone tells you that they don’t love you anymore, well, whether you believe them or not, and whether you think they need serious help, you kind of just need to accept it and move on. So I did. And it cost me $527. But it was worth it. Keep reading »
It’s hard not to get smitten with someone at an open bar, especially if you’re single in December. The tricky thing is that a lot of the holiday parties are for business, so pleasure would have to be a secret bonus. However, the seasonal soirées bring about the best time to finally go for that cutie in accounting that you’ve had your eye on. After a year’s worth of fantasizing over the copy machine, a hot romp with an officemate can be spicier than eggnog. While it might not be the most professional move, it can be just what you need to get you in the giving spirit. So, here’s how you turn the heat up on your love life during the cold weather holiday gatherings…
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NonSociety blogger and Time Out New York columnist Julia Allison posed a question in her site the other day — What is a “normal” length of time to wait before having sex with a new partner? — and proposed an answer:
My methodology (for women, of course): if you think you’ve waited long enough, wait even longer. If you like the guy at ALL, don’t think about sleeping with him until at least — AT LEAST — the sixth or seventh date, or four-to-five weeks in, whichever comes last.
I wholeheartedly disagree and actually think this is pretty terrible, game-playing advice. Keep reading »
It would be hard to find a more fitting pair than of sex and travel. Here, one adventurer, who has kissed an uncounted number of men who don’t share her zip code, shares her experience combining the two through more than 30 countries.
Long flights aren’t just for, well, flying. While you’re thousands of feet above ground, why not join a certain club? You know exactly what I mean. While I’m not an expert on helping you find that handsome, adventurous someone for your tryst, I can definitely help with the logistics, especially now that planes are feeling more like sardine cans lately (thank you fuel prices). And joining the MHC is really the best way to end any vacation. Keep reading »
Friday marked the sweet 16th Anniversary of my first kiss — conveniently also on Independence Day. I thought it was going to go down just like DJ Tanner and Steve on Full House. In my case, the poor kid licked my face and then ran back to the boy’s side of my sleep away camp. I’d never seen a fat kid run so fast. But I also found out two key things over the summer make-out session: 1. Practice makes perfect. 2. Spring may have its flings, but in summer, things really heat up. We all want to be naked, we’re already warmed up, and everyone is out and about, strutting their stuff and bumping into strangers. It’s a booty buffet and this summer is already looking pretty steamy! Have you ladies been putting the ho in hot too? Confess in the comments…
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