We couldn’t help but roll our eyes at this story in the New York Times about Dating a Banker Anonymous, a new support group for women who are married to/dating/shagging financial scions whose lives, and paychecks, have taken a turn for the worse in the abysmal economy. Here’s a sample quote:
“Once it was seen as a blessing in certain circles to have a wealthy partner who would leave you alone with the credit card while he was busy brokering deals. Now, many Wall Street wives, girlfriends and, increasingly, exes, are living the curse of cutbacks in nanny hours and reservations at Masa or Megu. And that credit card? Canceled.”
Oh, the horror. Keep reading for the spouse support groups we’d like to see… Keep reading »
I have a crush on a guy who rides the subway with me. I’ve only seen him a few times, but I just have a feeling we’d hit it off if we ever spoke to one another. According to a study by Rutgers University Professor Helen Fisher, I might know more about this guy than I think I do. She and her team took MRIs of people’s brains while looked at their significant other, and the results showed increased activity in regions including the ventral tegmental area of the brain, which is associated with heightened focus, motivation, energy, and pleasure. “This has evolved from nature — mammals in mating season become attracted when they see another that matches their concept of a perfect mate,” Fisher said. “There’s every reason to think that humans do exactly the same thing.” Sigh. I knew orange-jacket guy and I belong together. [Guardian U.K.] Keep reading »
What happens when you take Blik, an awesome wall graphics company, and combine it with Threadless, a quirky T-shirt design company? You get really awesome decals to decorate your wall, that’s what. These giant stickers aren’t kiddie fodder; They’re original and imaginative, breathing life into any boring bedroom or dreary office. And, you can vote on which design you want to see in wall-sticker form next on Blik’s website. [$50, Blik] Keep reading »
Superbowl Sunday is almost here! While I’m gearing up for an exciting event featuring men wrestling each other in tight pants, there is another kind of sexual objectification to keep score of during the commercials. Sure, there is guaranteed to be beer commercial after beer commercial with slutty wenches using their sex to sell a brew, why can’t there be a few ads featuring hot dudes selling gals like me stuff? After all, 37.7 million women are watching!
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The word “change” is often associated with President Obama, and he certainly got down to business during his first week in office. Not only did he sign an order to shut down the prison at Guantanamo Bay, Obama also issued an informal order calling for a “business casual” dress code on weekends.
Of course, this is most certainly not his most important act as president so far, but it does say a lot about the man. Former President George W. Bush wouldn’t allow anyone to enter the Oval Office without a coat and tie, even on weekends. Already, Obama has already been photographed without his jacket during the week, and wearing slacks and a sweater for a meeting with his chief economic advisor on the weekend.
And the weekend dress code isn’t the only difference between the Obama White House and the Bush White House. Obama’s arrives at work at 9am, rather than the crack of dawn, and he has been seen working as late as 10pm. The refrigerators are stocked with his favorite Honest Tea Flavors, Black Forest Berry and Green Dragon, and he wants to get rid of the green and white plates in the Oval Office: “I’m not really a plates kind of guy.” [NY Times] Keep reading »
When I was in college I bought my first car. The first car I actually owned was a hand-me-down from my parents (a 1988 Nissan Stanza to be exact, not exactly a pimp ride), but its life ended my senior year and I needed a replacement. At the time I was in a bit of an extended fight with my dad and we weren’t speaking at all. So when it came time to buy my car, I had to rely on my limited knowledge of automobiles in order to get the best deal on a used car that would see me through graduation. Normally, this was a task that I would have heaped on my dad’s shoulders; after all, Dads are the people you turn to in times of vehicular crisis. Mine wasn’t there, so I went alone. What did I end up with? A 1993 Volkswagen Jetta. With 250,000 miles already on it. But it was teal! And the guy who sold it to me was 18 and tan!
Needless to say, it was one of the more traditionally “girly” decisions of my life and I paid for it. The car had major clutch problems within months and just BARELY made it through the year. When it came to buying a car, I needed a man’s help. As sexist and as backwards as that may sound, I need one now too. Keep reading »
In my opinion, if you’re over 25 and don’t have at least one “bad boyfriend” story, something’s wrong with you. Mine, who I dated right around 23, was a totally self-absorbed, not particularly cute, questionably gay co-worker who was occasionally kind to me, yet more often a serious ass, bringing that annoying Katy Perry “Hot ‘N Cold” song to life. Seriously, I could spend weeks posting insane accounts of his jerk-tastic behavior or the emails my friends sent me pleading that I please, for the love of God, cut him loose. Because I probably spent more money on Kleenex than rent during the tenure of our relationship, looking back, I want to smack young, immature me for putting up with his nonsense for so long. What kind of self-assured woman lets a dude treat her like dirt? I did, but, believe it or not, I’m glad he’s included in my relationship Rolodex. Had I not dated Mr. Not-So-Incredible, I never would have been able to fully appreciate the warmth, kindness, generosity and – gasp! – maturity of Mr. Truly Incredible, who I later married. Keep reading »
I had a rather unique sexual experience recently. My boyfriend and I were making love and I was overcome with so much emotion that I began crying. At first, he didn’t notice because we were going doggie style, but once I started sobbing and heaving he knew exactly what was happening. Like any guy, he thought I was crying because I was in pain. But I was just so happy to be with him that I was overcome by the love we share. Now emotions aside, I do have to say that we weren’t having spectacular sex. It was just satisfactory. Keep reading »
AskMen.com revealed its list of the Top 99 Most Desirable Women of 2009 today. Readers were asked to vote not just on sex appeal and beauty, but also on humor, ambition and intelligence. Kate Winslet is ranked 99. Beyonce is No. 50. And Eva Mendes is numero uno. We’ve decided to build our own list of desirable men based on readers’ votes. So let your voice be heard! Each day we’ll give you a few guys under specific categories and then compile a Top Ten (or more!) based on your votes…so, which of these bad ass action stars is the most desirable? [Photos: Splash News] Keep reading »