For the first decade of my sexually active life, every guy I encountered wore boxer shorts. The pattern varied—sometimes stripes, sometimes plaid, sometimes something surprising like rubber duckies—as did the elasticity of the waistband. But I could be sure that when a guy’s pants came off, I would find boxers underneath.
But over the last few years, I’ve noticed an evolution in men’s underwear choices. Keep reading »
Here at The Frisky, we’re big fans of products that do double-duty — but triple duty? Dang, hold us back! Take Brigada Creativa’s Love Life, Day-by-Day wall calender. All 365 days are represented by a white heart, which you can then fill in with a red pen to keep track of the progression of your love life — fill in a quarter of the heart if you went on a date, half the heart if you smooched someone, and the full shebang for, well, the full shebang. So, a trifecta of awesome: a basic calendar, pretty wall decor, and a way to figure out who the baby daddy is. Nice!
Hear that sound? That’s the bittersweet noise my ladyparts make when Ryan Gosling
breaks out his tiny guitar (aka the ukelele), like on last night’s Jimmy Kimmel, where he played a bit of “You Always Hurt The Ones You Love.” The sound is a mix of happiness and sorrow — joy because he is just so dreamy and sadness because it will never know his soft touch (thanks to that restraining order, sigh). It’s a tragedy really. But this clip is not. [NYMag.com
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This week on my new favorite show, “My Strange Addiction,” we met Lauren, a college student addicted to her furry lifestyle. Her “fursona” Kira, a white and hot pink-striped fox, is the expression of her more outgoing side. This actually shed some light on the furry movement, which previously confounded me. Once I got over the ridiculousness of watching Lauren read Water for Elephants as Kira, I understood that using her “fursona” to hide from the world is not much different than using drugs, alcohol, or eating couch cushion (WTF, by the way) to avoid reality. I think what’s interesting about this show is how addictions are manifesting in our society in such unusual ways. While the underlying issues remain the same — low self-esteem, poor emotional coping mechanisms, unresolved trauma — the presenting symptoms have gotten way more creative. Were people this troubled back in the day or is this what modern life has done to us? Keep reading »
Last night’s “American Idol” sure was a tearjerker, huh? While the first episode of “Idol” on Wednesday
had a bunch of standout bad
auditions, last night’s most memorable performances were all good. First up, my new spirit animal, Brett Loewenstern, a 16-year-old ginger hippie freak from Florida, who I loved instantly, even before hearing him sing, because of his look and his story. Maura over at Popdust writes in her recap of the show
, “Brett’s whole audition arc, which felt like a prologue to an It Gets Better video, made it obvious that the show is taking an anti-bullying cue from its Fox sibling ‘Glee.’ … That ‘Be Nice’ would be more of an unofficial show motto in the absence of Simon Cowell was a given, but the idea that ‘American Idol,’ which has trafficked in raking in ratings for ridiculing the oddballs during its first nine seasons, would embrace the outcasts is definitely a sea change for the show’s overall tone.” Keep reading »
As many of you know, I am back on the market after an enlightening six-month sabbatical. You will be happy to know that I actually survived a date last night! As I walked to the subway after two beers and a kiss on the cheek, I was feeling pleased with the evening. I had kept it simple and relaxed without compromising myself. I was single me, just a more grounded, secure version. Last night proved that I really have changed the way I’m approaching dating. In fact, I was feeling so good about the new single me, that on the subway ride home I brainstormed a list of dating mistakes I intend never to make again. Check them out after the jump. Add yours in the comments. Keep reading »