Ah, boobs. On a good day they look gorgeous, make us feel womanly and sexy, and perhaps even feed a baby. But on a bad day, they’re sensitive to the touch, totally difficult to keep under wraps, and amongst the more well-endowed ladies, give us an aching back. I have average-sized boobs myself, but I’ve heard many a big-breasted lady say again and again that her boobs are killing her. Plenty of women even undergo breast reduction surgery.
With that in mind, here’s something I’ll never understood: the small group of women with with cup sizes in the middle reaches of the alphabet, who vie for the title of “world’s largest breasts.” Keep reading »
Two years ago, I was sitting in the bathtub cheerfully shampooing my unruly mop of hair and engaging my morning ablutions. When the time came to wash my privates, a sudden, sharp, stinging sensation arose the second I touched soap to vulva. I actually cried out, causing my curious cat to peek over the tub rim at my submerged body. I rinsed the soap off quickly, but the burning sensation lingered.
And I remained both in pain — and dumbfounded — for the next 18 months. Keep reading »
Dear Frisky readers,
I have been thinking about writing this post for awhile, flip-flopping back and forth between whether I wanted to engage the community we’ve built here in this manner or just leave things be and hope they get better. In the end, I’ve decided to respond, as succinctly as possible — not my strong suit — to what I see as growing nastiness pervading the comments on The Frisky. Keep reading »
A 17-year-old high school student from a Chicago suburb was arrested Monday for allegedly creating and distributing a list of 50 classmates ranked in terms of their sexual desirability.
To be sure, it must have been humiliating for these girls to be derided with nicknames like “Fallen Angel,” “Blond Bombshell” and “The Hangover” — and to have their body parts and supposed level of promiscuity rated on a 10-point ranking system — while the lunchroom gang howled in amusement.
But as troubling as these accusations are, could a charge of misdemeanor disorderly conduct, which the boy now faces, possibly stick? Not according to one expert. Read more… Keep reading »
An Alaska high school choir was up in arms after the principal banned a song for graduation because it was written by a gay rocker. Wasilla principal Dwight Probasco banned the 1975 Queen hit “Bohemian Rhapsody” from a graduation ceremony after complaints from parents about the sexual orientation of songwriter and lead singer of Queen, Freddie Mercury. “The whole thing was just ridiculous,” said a senior from Sarah Palin’s hometown. “They’d played the song on the school intercom and we played it at prom. It’s a great song and the choir was really excited to be singing it. The senior class felt like it defined them.” Read more… Keep reading »