The New York Post is reporting that whenever Derek Jeter has a one-night stand, he keeps a car on call, ready to take the woman home, and stocks it with “a basket of signed memorabilia” to … remember him by?
I think I’d be horrified if I slept with someone and they sent me home with a basket of, like, signed baseball cards and a headshot. But, I mean, it depends on the giftbag, right?
If I had a one-night stand, and didn’t feel any particular attachment to the guy or have any interest in seeing him again, and he loaded me up with stuff for the ride home, well, I don’t know, I might be okay with that. For example, the perfect one-night stand giftbag would include… Keep reading »
Some people will never know what it’s like to be truly lost. They will feel lost metaphorically, of course, because everyone feels aimless and unsure at some point in their lives, but in the physical sense, they will always know — at least vaguely — where they are. They will be able to say, “I am in Portugal,” or “That way is north.”
And then there are people like me. I was born without an internal compass. The moment I leave my doorstep is the moment I’m not sure where I’m going or how to get home.
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Yes, your wedding was adorable. Look at your adorable mason jar center pieces! And your adorable balloons and/or adorable take on adorable flower alternatives! And your adorable color palette! And your adorable adaptation of an adorable song!
Oh look, an adorable reference to an adorable pop culture institution, adorably personalized to suit your adorable relationship with an adorable person. Look how you adorably side-stepped tradition with an adorable and unique adorable thing that looks like all the other unique adorable things I have been looking at non-stop for months on adorable wedding blogs and ugh.
I am so tired of adorable shit. Adorable shit is making me hate my own adorable shit, and if I had to pick some favorite adorable shit, it would be my own. Keep reading »
Romance would be so much easier if we could get straight to the point, couldn’t we? [JayMug.com] Keep reading »
In “Young Adult,” Diablo Cody’s new film opening Dec. 16, Charlize Theron plays Mavis, a divorced novelist who returns to her home in small-town Minnesota determined to rekindle a romance with her high school boyfriend. Mavis may have gotten older, but she hasn’t exactly grown up or figured out how to let go of the past.
One reason for Mavis’ issues? She has no one in her life telling her “no.” No one to encourage and inspire her to be her best self, no one whose feelings she is expected to care about. In short, she has no friends at all — until she meets Matt (Patton Oswalt), a guy whose existence she was oblivious to in high school, who now offers her a little tough love and a reality check, just as any real friend would. He hopefully offers the first of many lessons about friendship that Mavis desperately needs to learn. Here are seven things we’ve learned about friendship since high school. If you have a “Mavis” in your life, print this out and pass it along. Keep reading »
Ever since Rachel Rabbit White posited that pooping is a feminist issue, we’ve been talking a lot about the poop problem around The Frisky office. Amelia even suggested we implement a policy whereby we announce when we are going to the bathroom to take a dump. Ya know, just to open up the conversation. Mostly, our poop talk has centered around relationships. Is there a proper way to poop in a partner’s presence? To talk about it? The ladies here run the gamut from excited to share potty time with a new beau to completely mortified at the prospect. After the jump we’ve put together some proposed DO’s and DON’Ts of pooping etiquette for couples. We hope you’ll add your suggestions in the comments. Yay POOP! Keep reading »