According to an article in the Metro UK, the traditional Croatian penis warmer is making a comeback. C**k socks, which were originally worn by shepherds to protect against penile frostbite during long horse rides, are regaining popularity. There’s a stag film in there somewhere. Anyhow, professional knitter, Radmila Kus decided to resurrect (or reserect?) the penis warmer, which she makes to measure. “I used to make slippers for tourists but these willy warmers are so popular I just can’t keep up,” Radmila says. She even plans to make one for President Obama. I wonder if he’s already given her his, uh, measurements. It doesn’t seem like most modern men would need a c**k sock, per se,even in the harshest weather conditions, but hey, Radmila’s creations look like a lot of fun. And I enthusiastically endorse pointless trends if I find them amusing enough. So that’s a YES for me. C**k warmers are the new must-have dickessory. Click through to see some more fun penis warmers for his longest horse rides. [Metro UK]
Have you been watching “Savage U” on MTV? You should be! Frankly, I think the show should be required viewing for teens and college students, as Dan both hilariously and empathetically delivers some of the best and most straightforward sex and dating advice ever seen on TV or elsewhere. The first time I heard Dan (we’re on a first name basis), on his “Savage Love” podcast, talk about the importance of being “GGG” (“Good, Giving and Game”) in a relationship, my mind was kind of blown. So simple, but it encapsulates the exact dynamic I want to share with a partner. So it’s not come as any surprise to me that the advice he’s given on “Savage U” — airing Tuesdays at midnight on MTV — is just as straightforward and spot-on. Here are five bits of advice I especially loved. [MTV] Keep reading »
Very important news here in the world of the female sex drive. A new survey conducted by Women’s Health found that ladies are most in the mood for sex on Saturday night around 11 p.m. Hardly shocking. For most of us, Saturday is our first day off of the week and it’s also the only night we can stay up as late as we want. Well, besides Friday, but I’m usually fairly busted by then and just want to watch reality TV, I don’t know about you. Long work hours and lack of sleep can really kill the ol’ sex drive. Saturday night is statistically our night to cut loose. Keep reading »
“Now that [the ping pong table] here, it’s not going. This table has been the best contribution for fun I’ve had in a long time. This table has seen some action … [laughs] That sounds wrong. … Just the paddles. … [laughs] Paddles. And balls.”
– The ironic part of this GQ interview with Michael Fassbender is that it’s all about reconciling his desire for a “serious” career with the gleeful praise he receives overtly sexual roles in movies like “Shame,” “Fish Tank,” and “A Dangerous Method.” And then, of course, the innuendo starts. Be still, my heart. [GQ]
This past March, the Houston Chronicle fired society reporter Sarah Tressler from her job after the city’s rival newspaper exposed her as a stripper. The Chronicle claimed it only fired Tressler because she did not reveal that job — not, say, because it actually had a problem that one of its reporters worked the pole at upscale strip clubs and wrote about her adventures on a blog called Diary Of An Angry Stripper.
Now Tressler, 30, has retained the notorious feminist lawyer Gloria Allred to fight back. On Thursday, she filed a federal gender discrimination complaint with the U.S. Equal Employment Opportunity Commission against the Chronicle, alleging that she’s being unjustly targeted because stripping is a female-dominated field. Keep reading »
Back in 1992, at the age of 13, I went on an exchange program to France and fell madly in love with a boy named Guillaume. Guillaume Boner. (“Boner” pronounced in the French style, Bone-errrr, emphasis on the errr.) I confessed my crush to Jamie Goldfarb, one of my fellow American travelers, while on an underwhelming tour of the Evian factory.
“Jamie,” I whispered. “I have such a crush on Guillaume.”
“Who?” she asked.
“Guillaume,” I repeated. “Guillaume Boner. He’s Josh Steinberg’s exchange student.”
I’d hoped for a little female bonding on the subject, a little “OMG, I know! I want him too, like la beurre on brioche!” Instead, though, Jamie Goldfarb squealed, “Eww! Gross! How can you like someone whose last name is ‘Boner!’ You’re, like, totally disgusting!” Keep reading »