On this week’s episode, in addition to a shameless ploy to get free shoes from Rachel Comey and Madewell, we discuss an alleged plot to blackball Ann Romney in the fashion industry and how annoying it is when your local Starbucks can’t get your drink right, no matter how many times you order it. Then we give Julie a whole bunch of advice for moving in with her boyfriend. Hint: ask for forgiveness instead of permission when it comes to decorating…
Moving in with your girlfriend is a huge deal. In life-change terms, it’s a bigger transition than getting married. Though you don’t get the recognition from your family and friends that comes with tying the knot, you’re going through a huge day-to-day shift when you move in with a woman.
We’re all for cohabitation before marriage, and there are plenty of reasons why shacking up with your girlfriend is a great idea. You create a home together. You develop an ad hoc cuisine that is native to only the two of you. (You’ll know something special has happened when you walk into the kitchen and she’s making that cottage-cheese-and-pickles mix you’ve been dipping Triscuits into since you were seven — and she’s making it for herself.) Read more…
Kim Kardashian has pretty much become a household name. We’ve witnessed her relationships build, and we, of course, have witnessed them completely fall apart. We’ve read about her divorce, her embarrassment, her shame, but it looks like things may be falling into place for this reality TV star. According to sources, it seems her and Kanye West have decided to take their relationship to the next level: cohabitation!
Since most of us watch every little moment of Kim’s life unfold, we’re, of course, rooting for forever in this relationship. But that means compromise. So what is the proper way to consolidate two completely separate lives and people into one house without TOO much drama? Well, I researched 9 tips that will, hopefully, make this huge change a little bit easier, just in case you were thinking of taking the plunge yourself. Read more… Photo: Fame/Flynet
You meet a great guy. You start dating. At first you’re seeing each other once or twice a week and after a month it’s up to three or four. You start having sleepovers and pretty soon there’s “the toothbrush discussion.” Then one day you wake up and can’t remember the last time you actually slept at your own place; it’s just an expensive unkempt storage unit and you have the dust bunnies and dead plants to prove it.
Considering that you spend almost all of your time at your boyfriend’s place, moving in together is just easier. And there are some pretty logical advantages. Keep reading »
When a relationship shifts into the living-together phase, it can be difficult to maintain the exciting spark that exists in the beginning. There’s a tendency to treat each other as roommates instead of romantic partners, but a few simple tweaks to your everyday routine can help to amp up the chemistry and strengthen your bond. Worried that you might get a little toocomfortable with each other? Follow these five tips to keep the flirty, sexy vibes alive:
1. Meet after work. There’s something to be said for seeing each other across a crowded restaurant — rather than, say, getting ready together in the bathroom. Read more…
So, you and your boyfriend are considering moving in together? Congratulations! This is an exciting time in any relationship — a big step with a lot of fun moments along the way. (Shopping for new art and eating Chinese food on the living room floor? Yes please!) My boyfriend and I have lived together for about three years, and in that time we’ve learned a lot about each other and our relationship. We’ve dealt with my messy habits, different levels of social needs, and limited closet space. We’ve also had countless jam sessions, “Arrested Development” marathons, and a “Titanic” reenactment party that no one will ever forget.
While we’re certainly not perfect, we have figured out — through trial and error — how to make the cohabitation thing work. The big secret? Don’t leave your hair in the shower drain. The second most important thing? Talk about things before they become major problems. It’s easy to think that just because you love each other, living together will come naturally, but in reality, sharing a space with someone always requires some planning and negotiation. Here are five things to talk about before, during, and after you move in together… Keep reading »
Over at The Nest, they’re collecting their users’ most ridiculous fights. And what I noticed (aside from a serious trend of couple’s food issues): So many of these are caused by everyday home occurences. Not that I can’t relate. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to fighting over the TV volume, folding the laundry, locking the door — oh, sadly, I could go on. Instead, I gathered my favorite house-caused tiffs from the post and comments — plus some new ones from our Facebook friends:
“We fought about how many times a toilet should be flushed in a day. This was a serious, ridiculous, give-the-silent-treatment kind of argument.” –LOISSA
“We got into a fight while assembling the furniture in our new house. If we made it through that, we’ll make it through anything!” –AUBREYDUB
Read more… Keep reading »
I yawn, rest my head on my pillow, roll on my side and close my eyes. “Knee,” I say to my husband. He flutters his eyes open and grunts an “I’m sleeping” noise. “Your knee, my love, is jabbing into my back. Can you move it?” As he readjusts his position, he rests his arm on my feet — Oy, this is even more uncomfortable. I tap my feet against his bicep to get his attention. “Your arm,” I tell him. “It’s resting on my feet.”
“Where else can I put it?” he asks. Keep reading »
On a recent cold, damp morning, I woke up feeling anxious. My new job had been taking its toll, and when I found J. lying on the couch in the living room and not next to me, I became even more agitated. I ran out the door, shooting a snotty glance in his direction. Walking to the subway, I felt lost. Something was off and I couldn’t put my finger on it. J. called me repeatedly when I got to work, but I didn’t pick up. My mother finally IM’d me. “Answer your phone NOW.” And then I knew — my Mere, my grandmother, was gone. Keep reading »