After much thought and Advil, I have decided I am going on a sex/dating and drinking sabbatical. I went on a six-month sex sabbatical after my breakup from my fiance a few years ago — or, rather, I announced I was going on a six-month sex sabbatical and then it lasted for, I think, around two. It wasn’t a complete failure, in other words. Hilariously, I went on a sex sabbatical because all of my efforts to get laid were being thwarted and I figured I might as well decide to NOT have sex with a purpose.
Meanwhile, I have never taken a significant break from drinking. I didn’t start drinking until I was in college — I believe most people start in high school, so I was a late bloomer in more ways than one — and I remember the night I got drunk the first time as well as you can possibly remember a hazy night 13 years ago. The amount and frequency of my drinking has gone up and down over the years, but I generally consider myself to be a responsible boozer. I don’t drink and drive (easy when you don’t have a car!), I don’t say things I don’t mean, and, for the most part, I don’t do things I actually regret. Keep reading »
Last night, while out to dinner with friends, my phone rang—a rare occurrence in a world where phones are amazing for organizing schedules and arranging text messages into adorable dialogue bubbles, but aren’t so hot at providing a clear pathway for two people to talk. I recognized the area code immediately, though I had deleted the caller’s name in a huff a few days before—it was Scruffy Beard. I hadn’t heard from him in almost two weeks, since he sent me a lame “see you around” text the day after we had sex and he darted out the door 20 minutes after, throwing the condom in the trash.
I resisted the urge to listen to his voicemail message all the way through dinner. But as I left the restaurant, I just had to know what he said. Keep reading »
I’ve had a few one-night stands in my life. Don’t look so surprised! But I have never had a one-night stand on New Year’s Eve, which, according to a study conducted by “intimacy” products manufacturer Wet (creative naming!), is the night the majority of women would have one. According to the study, 33 percent of women surveyed said they’d be more likely to have a one-nighter on New Year’s Eve than any other day. But why? Is it because they’re feeling more horny as the clock ticks down to midnight? More depressed and looking to soak up their sadness in the warm embrace of a stranger? More, well, drunk? Though I’ve never had a one-night stand on New Year’s Eve, I can’t write the holiday off as a total dud for my sex and love life — I met my ex-fiance at a New Year’s Eve party and we got engaged on New Year’s Eve four years later. If only he could have waited three and a half more months to dump me — we could have made New Year’s our break-up anniversary too! Ahh, well.
So, what about you, Frisky readers — whether you’ve had a one-night stand(s) before or not, would you be most likely to have one on New Year’s? Have you? [Wet via Lemondrop] Keep reading »
As Scruffy Beard began unhooking my bra, a panic signal went off in my head. Uh oh, Dater X, I thought to myself. This is your third date and you are straddling him in a chair. Your shirt is across the room, and you can feel his hard-on through his pants. You are on a steam locomotive powering towards sex town. This. Is. Not. Good.
I pulled back, feeling suddenly shy about the fact that I was topless. I looked him in the eyes—definitely his nicest feature, though I’d come to appreciate the rest of his face in the two weeks we’d been dating, too. His gaze seemed filled with adoration and desire, and he leaned forward and kissed me, soft and slow. I felt his hands squeeze around my butt. And that was it. Soon the rest of our clothes hit the floor, our makeout session getting more intense with every kiss and touch. Keep reading »
I met Elliot* at a restaurant. I was sitting at a table having dinner with a friend when I saw him sipping a bourbon at the bar. My palms got a little clammy, my jaw dropped slightly, and I may have even audibly gasped. “Hottest. Dude. Ever,” I announced to my friend. My mouth started to salivate. He was dreamy.
“Where?” my friend asked.
“There. At the bar,” I said. “The one with the facial hair and the scarf around his neck. The one who is obviously the sexiest guy this place has ever seen.” He was good-looking in the way that would make even the most poised woman act like a horny teenage boy, stopping to do a double and triple take and choke back a catcall. Keep reading »
British Actor Stephen Fry is the latest in a line of celebs to quit Twitter, but is the first to do so because he didn’t like being called “sexist.” The actor, who’s not such a big deal in the U.S. (though I loved him as Oscar Wilde in the 1997 film Wilde) is a mega personality in England, an accomplished actor, comedian, writer and host of BBC quiz show “QI.” The Twitter kiss-off to his 1,910,676 followers was in response to getting called out by bloggers for the following remarks he made in an interview with Attitude magazine recently: “I feel sorry for straight men. The only reason women will have sex with them is that sex is the price they are willing to pay for a relationship with a man, which is what they want.”
Oof. Keep reading »
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This map of non-monogamy makes me understand why so many people subscribe to monogamy
… it’s way less complicated. I am going to go study for my non-monogamy pop quiz now. Dan Savage
would be proud of me. [Tacit
] Keep reading »
Attraction is complicated – it’s about his personality, how he smiles, how he moves, and so much more. But in that first initial encounter it’s all about the face, right? Well, this may come as the no-duh news of the week, but for dudes it depends. A recent psychology study out of the University of Texas shows both men and women consider the face the most important indicator of attraction when it comes to long-term relationships, but when it comes to one-night stands, men are more interested in a woman’s body. Keep reading »