I have a really difficult time coming during sex. I can get there, but I need to be in the right frame of mind, my brain can’t be in full-on ADD mode, and I need, like, direct and constant pressure on my clitoris. (Dudes who hope to bang me, you should probably get out a notepad and write that down.) I’m hardly the only woman who has difficulty reaching orgasm during sex or who needs a lot of clitoral stimulation — according to Planned Parenthood, 30 percent of women are in the same boat. I sometimes will break out a vibrator in the bedroom, but depending on the sexual position, it either gets in the way or I find it awkward to hold for an extended period of time. The best position for me is doggystyle (can I just say I hate that term? can we call it something else?) because it lends easy access to my bits, but with one hand busy, I’m left holding my body up with the other arm and really that’s not terribly comfy either. WHAT TO DO? Perhaps Eva is my answer. Keep reading »
I am not the slightest bit surprised that some bag of dicks decided it would be totally hilarious and clever to dress up as Ray Rice for Halloween. And not just any Ray Rice, mind you — but Ray Rice, domestic abuser, complete with a blow-up doll pinned to the ground like Rice’s then-fiance (now wife) Janay Rice. The Reddit user who posted the photo has since deleted his account, but his caption reads: “Ladies were falling for my friends Ray Rice costume.” Speaking of ladies … LADIES, take a good, long, hard look at this chump’s face, commit it to memory, and then avoid at all costs. [Reddit]
First of all, this cat’s name is Twitter. Like, after the internet. Now that that’s out of the way, let’s all marvel at her Naomi Campbell strut across her household carpet. All that’s missing is “Work Bitch” playing in the background. And maybe kitty-sized pumps. [Neatorama]
So, I decided to stay in New York City for at least another year, after a recent bout of depression made me realize I wasn’t ready to uproot myself just yet. I found a new apartment in Brooklyn that I’m really excited about (moving November 1), my friends and family are thrilled I’m sticking around, and I’m generally feeling a bit better mentally. But there’s just one problem: WINTER IS COMING. I. Hate. Winter. I mean, I like it during the first snow of the season, and I like the initially chilly days of fall, when I can break out my plaid flannels. But winter? Winter is bullshit. It is long. It is cold. It is dark. It threatens to drive me insane every year. But because I’m sort of vain and I really like fashion, one sure way to at least temporarily pull me from the clutches of the winter blues is to shop for new winter clothes. Honestly, if my outfit is ON POINT and I’m feeling high on my own supply, the cold bothers me a lot less. So, for the sake of my own mental health, I have prepared a list of the various items I — and possibly you, if you also suffer from Severe Winter Hatred — need to acquire in order to survive my 14th East Coast winter.
I remember watching and rooting for Kelly Clarkson when she was on Season 1 of “American Idol,” and to this day, I can’t get enough of her voice. I honestly feel like she’s one of the most underrated singers in the biz, so when she does gets credit where credit is due, I’m a happy girl. Let this video be Exhibit A.
Kelly covered Sam Smith’s ballad “Stay With Me” during a recent North Carolina concert, and absolutely blew it out of the park. While I love the original version of the song, there’s just a real, raw quality to Kelly’s voice that drives it home for me. Check out the video above and see for yourself.
War Machine, or Jonathon Koppenhaver — the MMA fighter who beat his ex-girlfriend/model/porn star Christy Mack within inches of her life in August this year — tried to commit suicide by hanging in his jail cell last week. TMZ obtained a copy of the suicide note he left, and MMANews transcribed it (h/t Gawker for the links).
In the note, Koppenhaver claims that “society has killed men.” Robyn Pennacchia at Death and Taxes points out that what constitutes “men,” to Koppenhaver, is rapists: He claimed on Twitter that he raped Mack, and that “Real men rape.” The feminist bitch inside me is itching to say this, so I’ll just give it air: Men’s Rights Activists or Red Pill-ers, I would never claim that “real” men rape, or that all men are rapists, or that any sexual act with a man is by default rape, or that all men want to rape, or that all men should rape. No, that’s one of your own making that claim. If you want to hate feminists because you perceive us as stereotyping men as rapists, go ahead and hate yourselves, too. Keep reading »