Reader Angela sent us this photo of a spray-painted bale of hay. “There’s a farm on the drive to my parents’ houses that decorates a hay bale depending on the holiday,” she wrote. “This is the first time I’ve liked one enough to take a photograph.”
Have you seen graffiti that’s kind of sweet (even if it is against the law)? Send your pic to email@example.com. Keep reading »
Every week, the gentlemen over at GuySpeak answer questions from women the only way they know how: in guy style. Then they handpick some of their favorites and send them over to us to answer (read: fix) them in girl style. We call it GuySpeak/GirlSpeak. This week — how do you help a guy understand the difference between flirting and being creepy?
Oh, wise one, I require your sacred advice. There is this guy I flirt with sometimes, and its all good until the flirting turns into lewd comments. Is there a polite way to tell him he crossed the line without totally turning him off?
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Ever since The Frisky launched in 2008, we’ve been collecting “Love Vandals,” photos of charming if illegal graffiti. Well, Philadelphia stole our idea! Not really, but the Mural Arts Program did get artist Stephen Powers and a team of 40 painters to cover parts of the city with love letters over the summer. The clever murals tell different love stories, and if you’re visiting Philly, you can see them out from a window on the Market-Frankford train, like we recently did. Keep reading to see a couple of our favorites. [A Love Letter for You] Keep reading »
With long work hours and busy social schedules, alone time with a significant other isn’t as easy to come by as most of us would like. But, as the saying goes, quality, not quantity, is what’s important. We asked Frisky readers for their advice on making every second count. Keep reading for five tips for bonding with your boo when the clock’s a-ticking. Keep reading »
I had always been sure I wanted to get married, and the longer I dated Dean, the more sure I was that he was the right one for me. That is … until I got engaged.
Dean’s proposal wasn’t a surprise. I was too nosy to not know it was happening, and I enthusiastically said yes the moment he asked. However, once it happened (in a sweet and thoughtful way, I should add), I began to feel these nagging questions eating away at me: Did I really want to be married? Would we be any good at it? Keep reading »
Last week, we asked you for your best tip for spending quality time with your boo in exchange for a weekend at New York City’s Buckingham Hotel. You guys had some pretty amazing ideas that we’re gonna have to incorporate into our own love lives, but we decided that michaelmidwest‘s deserved the prize:
My advice is not what to do together. It is what not to do apart. When you and your significant other are at work, out with a friend, studying, or any other activity separated, it is important to not send them constant updates. Reduce the text messages, drop the twitter updates and go about your day. When you return home, you and your partner will have more to talk about and share. Also, conversations usually have more meaning because your ideas and words have had time to stew versus being spewed the moment you feel something. Technology gives us instant access to those we love, but this level of hyper-connectedness can dull down the romance. GO OUT Have your OWN time and when you connect FACE to FACE share something real. Love is Poetry, not a Meme.
Thanks for all of your amazing tips, and don’t forget to enter this week’s contest. The winner will receive the French movie “Shall We Kiss?” Keep reading »
I have a friend who’s really cheap. She’s so cheap that she often deprives herself of something she wants because it’s “too expensive.” I’ve told her plenty of times, “You get what you pay for.” Lately, her cheapness has really been getting on my nerves because she often complains to service people, like waiters, about how expensive the food is. I find this to be really embarrassing because I don’t want them to think I’m like her — you know, guilty by association — and I also don’t want any “secret sauce” in my food. I’m one of those people who also believes you tip well since you didn’t have to do the work. On more than one occasion, I’ve ponied up more than my share in order to make up for her sparse tip. Today, I’m taking her to get a beauty treatment at a spot that I frequent. Should I mention before we get there that she has to tip — and tip well? Or maybe I should give the tip instead?
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