Going into wedding planning, I already know what a lot of my proclivities are as a bride — partially because I’m a neurotic planner, and partially because, well, I’ve done this before. You live, you learn.
One of my proclivities: I hate The Knot. I hate it with a passion. They try to swindle you into buying into the wedding industrial complex. They want you to choose “colors” and “a theme” and hire the vendors who pay to be advertised on The Knot with money that they make by upcharging the shit out of their services. They propagate giant “fairy tale” weddings with all the bells and whistles. Why? All of their advertisers sell those bells and whistles, duh Keep reading »
New York City real estate causes many a housing arrangement made in desperation. If you live in NYC (or, for that matter, any city with insanely high rents), you likely know a few 30-somethings who still live with roommates or someone whose “convertible bedroom” is actually the living room with a room divider. The city is pockmarked with couples who moved in together more quickly than they would or should have, all citing the same very good reason: “It doesn’t make sense to pay two rents when he’s here all the time anyway.”
I had a shitty housing arrangement horror story in my mid-20s and hoped that would be my last. But then I wed a recent immigrant who needed a permit to work, a green card, and a job. Thus I found myself newly married and living with a roommate. Keep reading »
With the holidays and proposal season in full swing, there seems to be an unavoidable sense of romance in the air. This is great and all for couples, but what about the single ladies who are out weathering the season by themselves and doing their own thing? Whether you’re single by choice or single due to circumstance, don’t forget all of the wonders that come with the title. Yeah, boyfriends can be cool — they have a time and a place — but they are not as cool as pizza. And they will definitely never be as cool as puppies. If you’re a single lady, we’re sure you can attest to these 30 things that will forever and always beat having a boyfriend. Read more on Tres Sugar…
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I have a twin brother and I’ve always been the “adventurous” twin. I went to college several states away while my twin, for a number of reasons, commuted from home. After I graduated, I got a job several states away as well. While I have made several disparaging comments about my twin’s life choices in the past, I’ve tried to mend fences to no avail. We don’t talk regularly anymore. Every time I come home for the holidays, my twin takes something innocuous I say and twists it, going into a screaming fit about how I should go back to wherever I live and never come back. Needless to say, it makes coming home uncomfortable and I don’t want to anymore. My parents usually see that he is overreacting but don’t seem able to stop it either. Do you have suggestions to help mend our fights or make them stop?
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I guess the lumbersexual thing has really taken off, because there’s a “social networking” (read: dating) site/app for people with beards and the people who love them called Bristlr. Yep, Bristlr. They’re really rolling with the beard theme.
This is the site’s mission statement (of sorts), which is fabulously to-the-point:
There are many people with beards who like to have them stroked.
And there are many people who don’t have beards, but would like to stroke them.
Bristlr is the link between the two. Keep reading »