Ever get the desire to feel the wind on your butt cheeks as you pedal around on your favorite bicycle? If so, then you ought to start saving your cash now for a trip to Australia during the annual Melbourne naked bike ride. Actually, you may not have to go that far — naked bike rides are held around the world in locations as disparate as London, Hungary and Paraguay.
It certainly takes a lot of, well, balls to ride a bike naked. So hats off (clothes off?) to the crew of bold Melbourne riders.
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In the days before the Internet, teenagers had basically two options to learn the ins and outs of boning. They amounted to either A) scrambled cable softcore, which was like watching two swarms of bees fighting in a motel room made of non-Euclidean geometry, or B) chancing upon a drifter’s cache of Juggs secreted away in the woods behind the neighborhood liquor store.
Nowadays, young folks don’t have to hazard a vagrant named “Clawhammer Jack” double-fisting bottles of cooking sherry to learn coital choreography. (Spoiled rotten, they are.) No, they can just turn to Wikipedia, that website known throughout the land for drowning the Encyclopedia Britannica factory in unwanted knowledge and tears.
Despite being one of the most visited sites on the Internet, Wikipedia is jam-packed with marvelously janky doodles of dead-eyed humans doing it. Read more …
I’m not sure when or in what context I first realized that I have long labia. Maybe it was that teasing comment from an ex boyfriend, oh, seven years ago. Maybe it occurred to me at some point when I was watching porn and noticed that mine looked different. Maybe it was in the shower, as I haphazardly shaved my pubes into just a tuft. It was absolutely before I got my first completely bare wax, though having a hand mirror suddenly placed between my legs — so I could inspect the results — certainly made the point hit home. It was definitely in the last 10 years, though I’ve only made it a part of my self-deprecating comedy routine in the last five. Hey, if you’ve got long labia, you might as well joke about it.
But to be honest, and maybe this isn’t a surprise, I’m actually kind of insecure about it. I want to feel good about the way I look and, for the most part, I do, in part because there is plenty of outside messaging that tells me my straight teeth, slender physique, clear skin, etc. is considered conventionally attractive. (I’m not saying you need to be/have these things to be “attractive,” just that these are the qualities we’re told since birth are attractive and can inform how we view ourselves. And being told you’re attractive is also not necessary to being/feeling attractive. I digress.) But the messages being sent about what makes for a pretty vulva are less obvious; with the exception of hair removal trends, there aren’t three-page articles in lady magazines touting how to make your vagina/vulva* look its best or hide its flaws. And yet I’ve always felt distinctly aware that my long labia were not an asset. Keep reading »
Are you eating? Because I can’t ask you to read a blog post about an art student who stored 68 vials of his own sperm in a school fridge without making sure.
Marc Bradley Johnson, 23, who attends the School of Visual Arts in New York City, planned an exhibition called “Take This Sperm And Be Free Of Me,” displaying 68 vials of his own spunk in a fridge, which he “harvested” himself, that visitors could take home. The jizz was meant to represent “creation, parenting, desire, masculinity, fantasy and reality.” He even agreed to microwave the sperm vials to kill off pathogens (and, bonus, achieve that freshly-harvested feeling of warmth!). Keep reading »
So what were people doing without TV, internet and power during Hurricane Sandy? Those of us who weren’t gorging on non-perishable snacks, stalking strangers on Facebook and looking for their drag queen dopplegangers (I had power!) or confronting various existential life crisis were entertaining themselves the old-fashioned way. SEX.
According to the CityScape OB/GYN in Manhattan, there has been a significant increase in pregnancies originating at the time of Hurricane Sandy.
“We see around a 10 percent spike, so we’re anticipating a lot of business by the end of the summer,” said Dr. Luba Soskin.
Sounds like we should prepare ourselves for a Hurricane Sandy baby boom! Let’s hope these parents-to-be have the good sense not to name their children Sandy. That would just be wrong. [NBC New York]