Yesterday I enjoyed three of the things I missed the most while I was in Costa Rica (to be honest, the list isn’t much longer than that) — my dog Lucca, a big ol’ breakfast burrito from my favorite brunch joint, and “True Blood.” I caught up on last week’s episode first (Annika did a killer recap), which should have been called “Hoytsica & The Never-Ending Hymen.” Jessica is eternally a virgin! How awesomely strange is that?! Last night’s episode was just as thrilling — Hoyt continued to prove that he’s the most evolved man in all of Bon Temps, Mary Ann continued to spread her black-eyed craziness in her hunt for Sam, Jason “Action” Stackhouse kicked Preacher Steve’s ass, and Lafayette proved that gay men in eyeliner aren’t to be f**ked with. Sookie continued to be a pain in the ass (though she had one good line, telling Jason to use his brain instead of “letting it take up space in your skull”), Bill was a little less wimpy than usual, and Erik continued to dominate, tricking Sookie into drinking his blood, resulting in her having sexual fantasies about him.
You wouldn’t expect it, but “True Blood” has become a bit of a tearjerker. When Godric decided that his vampire existence must come to an end and stood in the sun, evaporating into a burning vortex with the help of totally ’80s special effects, I welled up. I didn’t, however, blubber as much as Erik, whose mourning for his maker was positively heartbreaking. It’s a good thing we got to see his naked vampire viking ass in the flesh, because otherwise, he might have lost some manly points for that display. Clip above! Keep reading »
Just kidding. We hate the term “spice up your bedroom.” Barf. Still, if you’re a fan of super sexy, gorgeous lingerie made by crafty folks with mad skills, you best hurry up and go check this out. I was so honored to be a guest curator on Etsy‘s blog, and we worked together to come up with 12 slamming items that range from awesome for a really, um really hot date to just-reading-the-paper-in-bed fare. You’ll love. Trust. [Etsy] Keep reading »
Let’s face it—fighting is one of the most terrible parts of a relationship. Nobody likes arguing with someone she cares about. Conflict resolution, however, is one of the most important parts of a relationship, and unfortunately the two things often go hand in hand. Disagreements are normal, whether they’re with a romantic partner, a friend, a work acquaintance, or a family member. The key to keeping all your relationships happy and well adjusted isn’t having fewer fights, it’s treating those you do have as small, manageable battles, not an all-out war. Keep reading »
It’s the moment you’ve been waiting for. Or not? Tonight, an interview with Jon‘s first post-split piece of arm candy, Hailey Glassman, will air on E! News. She’s come out of hiding to claim she isn’t a fame whore, and insists that she’s totally in love with the daddy of eight. Oh yeah, and she admits the two were dating a month before Jon and Kate announced their split. Oops.
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I thought I’d had “rough sex” before; I’d been spanked on my butt plenty of times, had my hair pulled, even been caned once while strung up with my hands over my head. That hurt, and I cried, and I liked it, because I’m submissive like that, but it was just a one-time thing. I’d had plenty of encounters with talking dirty, spinning all sorts of nasty fantasies, where, most of the time, I was on the receiving end of some very hot epithets. But I’d never wanted to be choked until I got together with the guy I’m dating now. Keep reading »
I’m all for most hosiery trends, whether it be two-toned, crazy-patterned, or studded leg wear. And I’ve never been an opponent of “tights as pants,” as long as it’s done tastefully. But I have to admit that I don’t know what to make of Wolford‘s Voile leggings/footless tights. Keep reading »
This week, I got a letter from a lady who’s full of hot air:
“Last night, I was trying to impress this guy I’ve been seeing by trying to bend like a pretzel in bed. Unfortunately, I farted while moving my leg over. It was loud, it was smelly. It was so embarrassing. There was a definite pause … and then we just kept going. It was the most awkward thing that has ever happened to me. Will he ever think I’m sexy again? It was only the fourth time we had sex.”
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A PETA billboard in Jacksonville, FL, calls larger women “whales” and urges them to “lose the blubber” by going vegetarian.
PETA’s press release on the billboard says “going vegetarian can be an effective way to shed those extra pounds that keep [women] from looking good in a bikini.” Oh, God, now even billboards are judging us?
Insults and fat-shaming aren’t tried-and-true ways to encourage tofu instead of burgers. But something tells us that wasn’t the point: Bigger women were the ones chosen to be dehumanized so this cruel, sexist billboard could get some chuckles. Gross. [via Feministing] Keep reading »