Recently, I was taking in a rare sunny day on my lunch break, when I ran into an acquaintance. The first thing she said to me wasn’t “Hi” or “How are you?” but “Wow, you look so tired!” I don’t even remember my immediate response because I was too focused on my depleting self-esteem levels. I wanted to say, “Gee, thanks. Actually, I was feeling pretty rested and refreshed until you said that,” but I changed the subject instead.
I’d love to say this was an isolated incident, but accidentally insulting comments like “Rough night?” or “You seem so frazzled!” are surprisingly commonplace in social situations. Most of the time, the people who say them are well-intentioned, but that doesn’t take the sting out of an unintentional slight. So what are the most common offenders when it comes to the worst things you can say to people? Keep reading »
Let’s face it: bachelorette parties can be pretty lame. From the penis straws and cheap veil the bride-to-be dons, to the throngs of drunk, squealing girls clogging trendy barroom doorways, I’ve always been turned off by the typical modern-day bachelorette party. And since I got engaged a few months ago, I assumed it was a tradition I’d happily avoid. After all, the majority of my closest friends live in Chicago where I lived before moving to New York to be with my long-distance boyfriend. I didn’t expect them to come all the way here to party it up with me when they’re already coming in for the wedding. And while I’ve made some new friends here, I don’t yet have the kind of “tribe” I had in Chicago — not yet, anyway. So as my fiance’s been planning a bachelor party, I’ve been resigned to not having anything at all. Keep reading »
Okay, so this isn’t really graffiti per se, but how often do you see a little heart in a tree? Reader Katelyn sent us this photo in Philadelphia.
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 »
Couples that live together are twice as likely to become obese than those that live separately, according to new research. Although cohabitation does result in some health benefits, like decreased cigarette smoking and lower mortality, Penny Gordon-Larsen, associate professor of nutrition at the University of North Carolina, found that married couples and those living together had greater weight gains than other people of the same age, and the couples had a greater risk for obesity. She said age may not be the cause of the weight gain, but the pressure of changing behaviors could be. People living together tend to eat together, cook bigger meals, and eat out more frequently than when they were single, said Gordon-Larsen. Spouses, she added, can be good influences on each other, as long as, they realize what’s going on. That may be how they avoid packing on the extra pounds. [Telegraph via Impact Lab] Keep reading »
Ever sent a sexy text to your boyfriend… and then realized it was actually to your boss? Do you know your partner’s email password? Are you constantly checking your Blackberry—even when you’re on a date? Even if you’ve never experienced these tech troubles, it’s likely that you’ve encountered the intersection of technology and relationships—and maybe you’ve wondered how to set some rules for yourself and your partner. After the jump, 20 dos and don’ts when mixing love with the latest technology. What are your rules? Let us know in the comments. Keep reading »
There’s no better way to get everybody fighting than to bring up the “having kids” or “not having kids” debate. The so-called “mommy wars” are a surefire way to make everybody defensive!
But the discussion gets the nastiest and most infuriating when women with kids accuse women sans kids of being “selfish”—which happened repeatedly in the comment section when I posted a joke-y list last week — “10 Reads Not To Have Kids Now…Or Ever” — which was pegged to Cameron Diaz talking about childless women.
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In January, I left a live-in relationship after three years. The experience was all the sad adjectives you can imagine. But after the sobbing spells and the heavy drinking, the fog lifted—I was finally single again for the first time since after I graduated college.
Naturally, I expected my single friends to react with equal doses of giddy glee. For the record, I’m not the kind of girl who ditches my ladies when I’m dating someone. But lots of time does free up when you become single. Keep reading »
Prince Andrew, the Duke of York, might have a reputation of a womanizer. But according to a new study by the site MySingleFriend.com, he may be one of the few guys named “Andrew” out there doing well with the ladies. The site says that even though a full tenth of their members are Andrews, these guys don’t get nearly the same number of clicks as guys named James, Nick, Mark, and Ben, even when the specific guy is “gorgeous, clever, and available.” [Metro UK]
So how do you feel about Andrews? And do you feel like you’re more or less attracted to men of a certain name? I know I once turned down a date with a boy named Eugene because of his name, though I swear he had other issues, too. Keep reading »
I love my dad. Dorky though it may be, he’s one of my favorite people and I can’t imagine my life would be as good with any other one. I do, however, have one complaint: really liking my dad has totally screwed me in the dating department.
Aside from the standard complaint that most of the morons I’ve gone out with just aren’t as likable as my dad, I’m also borderline incapable of dating much older men. I can’t help but make skeevy involuntary associations. Keep reading »
I am 30 years old, single, and have been that way for a while. As I approached the big 3-0, starting around mid-28, I began to panic about my singlehood, asking myself some tough questions: “What am I doing wrong?” “Are my standards are too high?” “Do I have too much baggage?” I made a new dating motto for myself: “No guy left behind,” ensuring that all dudes got a chance. This equal opportunity dating model led me straight into the jaws of a string of freaks, losers, liars, a-holes, guys with girlfriends, and one very, er…unique guy I’ll call H.
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