Sunday morning, at 2:30 a.m., I was jostled from my deep slumber by the obnoxious trill of my cellphone alerting me to a new text message. I knew it had to be one of two people. Anyone else who would text at such a late hour would be being rude, but a booty call is just playing by the rules.
I didn’t get the little rush I usually feel when I realize someone wants to come over to bang me in the middle of the night. I didn’t even really feel flattered. I glanced at my phone to double check — yep, Likely Candidate #1, the 28-year-old who was probably hoping for a good luck f**k on behalf of the Jets before that evening’s championship game. I clicked my phone to silent and got back underneath the covers. Not interested. This was kind of a big deal, as two weeks ago — before I began my sex/dating/drinking sabbatical — I would have texted him back in the affirmative and spent the 15 minutes before he arrived ensuring I didn’t have bad breath and that my armpits were shaved. Keep reading »
My very favorite sex advice columnist and founder of the “It Gets Better Project,” Dan Savage, may be a new staple on MTV. Entertainment Weekly reports that he is currently working on a pilot where he goes to college campuses, fields questions about sex, dating, and relationships, and doles out his unique brand of no-nonsense advice. If his TV show is even half as entertaining as his weekly “Savage Love” podcast, it should be a huge hit. I’m thinking “Love Line” for the aughts, but way more LGBT-friendly. It really does get better. [EW] Keep reading »
Is there no justice in the world? The entire Frisky editorial staff is single right now, but Bristol Palin has a boyfriend. The nation’s foremost expert on abstinence admitted in a radio show interview yesterday that there’s a new Levi Johnston in her life (although this one is presumably not allowed to put his P in the V). Here is what little we know about Bristol’s new man:
- He’s Alaskan.
- He reportedly works on an oil pipeline.
That’s it. Exciting, no? Keep reading »
I am a complete sucker for a romantic comedy. There are a few that I would genuinely recommend as a quality film to just about anyone; “Going the Distance,” for example, was hilarious, steered away from the usual rom-com tropes, and actually felt realistic. But for the most part, rom-coms, while enjoyable in a mind-numbing sort of way, follow a basic formula that further certain romantic untruths. I would like to say I have been immune to their subversive messages, but the fact is, the happy endings found in rom-coms have a way of implanting in your brain as things that could actually occur in real life. They won’t. Here are the five biggest lies rom-coms tell about sex and relationships.
Even if you’re currently on a drinking sabbatical, there’s no time like the present to start thinking about how to make your next glass of wine the best it can be. Everyone knows that wine that has been allowed to breathe tastes better than popping open a bottle and immediately chugging away. But who wants to wait 10 minutes for a fresh bottle to aerate? Not us winos! That’s why the Vinturi Essential Wine Aerator is a boozehound’s best friend. Open a bottle of red, hold the decanter over your glass and pour away — in the process, the Vinturi “creates an increase in the wine’s velocity and a decrease in its pressure,” resulting in a perfectly aerated glass of vino in the time it takes to pour. Who’s thirsty?
It’s like a story from … well …”Oprah.” Yesterday Oprah Winfrey introduced
to the world a long lost sister, Patricia, a single mother of two. In 1963, Patricia — whose last name was not revealed — was put up for adoption in Milwaukee by their mom, Vernita Lee. At the time, Oprah was nine-years-old, living with her father in Nashville and had no idea her mom was even pregnant.
So, how did Patricia come to find out she’s related to the most famous woman in the world? Keep reading »