As you may have heard, eight Olympic badminton players were recently disqualified from the women’s doubles competition for “not using one’s best efforts to win.” Apparently the real issue is that they were throwing matches to manipulate the tournament match-ups, but when I first read the headlines, I have to admit I was totally taken with the idea of being able to charge someone with the formal offense of “not trying.” I asked the rest of The Frisky staff who else we’d like to put on blast for “not using their best efforts.” Check out our list of underachievers after the jump, and feel free to add your own in the comments! Keep reading »
I have a dark secret. Okay, it’s not actually that dark and as far as secrets go, it hasn’t been particularly well hidden, but still, here goes… This weekend, I am going to Las Vegas to see Celine Dion in concert. For the eighth time. I have an entire section of my closet dedicated to sparkly Celine concert dresses. My favorite nightgown is an ankle-length T-shirt with Celine’s face on it. “Queen Celine” is by far my most played Spotify playlist, albeit usually on the private setting. Yep, I’m a Celine Dion superfan, and I think it’s finally time to share my truth with the world. Keep reading »
Living in Portland means I get invited to go hiking, like, every other day. I used to accept these invitations and trudge up various mountain trails with feigned enthusiasm. It wasn’t until last week that I finally decided to accept the fact that I spend much of my day-to-day life figuring out how to avoid walking up hills and therefore find no joy in hiking. Letting go of my faux love for this activity was surprisingly liberating, so I asked the rest of the Frisky staff about the random things they’ve stopped pretending to like. Check out our list after the jump, and please add your own in the comments! Keep reading »
Ladies, I’m about to tell you something really gross — something really disgusting that it seems both Lady Gaga and I have a habit of doing. I know that from a very young age, little girls have it drilled into them that we’re not supposed to do this, but I can’t help myself… Keep reading »
I’m an avid reader of Penelope Trunk’s Brazen Careerist blog. It’s a great mix of information that can help you out in the workplace, confessional blog writing, and random other assorted ways of looking at the world that will cause your mind to bend in new and interesting ways. Recently, Trunk mentioned starting a gratitude journal. What’s that? Keep reading »
I think it’s safe to say I don’t have a future in politics, and if the climate stays the same — where anything and everything from your past can and will be used against you or the person you love — then any future spouse of mine doesn’t either. For the last three years, I’ve shared a lot on the internet as the editor of The Frisky, as well as on social networking sites like Facebook and Twitter. Given what’s happened to political candidates like Krystal Ball (whose funny but racy Facebook pics were unearthed by her rival in a Virginia congressional campaign) and Delaware senatorial candidate Christine O’Donnell (whose fairly chaste sleepover with a guy three years ago was described in an anonymously penned expose on Gawker.com), people who would be out to smear me wouldn’t know where to begin with what I’ve willingly put on the web. Keep reading »
We ladies take on an awful lot of the responsibility when a date goes bad. But sometimes it’s just not our fault. Sometimes the guys we date just don’t know when to shut up, and end up saying rude, stupid or downright utterly shocking things to us. After the jump, some of THE WORST first date confessions we’ve heard from guys. Stuff they should have waited to say or, perhaps, never said at all. It’s not that we don’t appreciate their candidness — but perhaps they should have waited until we got to know each other a little better before confessing their deepest secrets.
And don’t forget to tell us about the worst, most appalling, or surprising thing a guy’s ever confessed to you. Keep reading »
Perhaps the better question isn’t whether you would tell your BFF that you slept with her ex, but whether you’d sleep with her ex in the first place. And maybe a more interesting question is: how would you react if your best friend confessed she slept with your ex? A woman writing to the Daily Mail’s advice columnist, Rowan Pelling, may find out the answer to that very question. In her letter to Pelling, she writes:
Six months ago, my best friend split up with her boyfriend of five years. She was desperately in love with him and heartbroken when he told her the relationship was over. I never thought they were ideally suited (neither did most of their friends) and wasn’t surprised that he told her he didn’t love her enough to marry her. A few weeks ago, I went to a party where my friend’s ex was also a guest. He talked to me all night, we danced and ended up going home together and having incredible sex. He says he’s always found me attractive and wanted to tell me years ago. We have amazing chemistry and if he were any other man we would be dating by now. But I know my best friend would be devastated. I’ve always told her everything, but now I feel too guilty to lift the phone for a chat. What should I do?
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Our friends at Nerve have an excerpt from the latest book by Frank Warren of PostSecret fame: PostSecret: Confessions on Life, Death, and God. If you’re not familiar with PostSecret, it’s a website where readers submit homemade postcards that reveal their most intimate confessions. In a slide show, Nerve has selected some of the best of the bunch, many of them focusing on relationships, with confessions ranging from happy masturbation fantasies to wishing one’s ex dead. [Nerve] Keep reading »
It’s been awhile since I read “Dating Confessions,” Nerve‘s community blog where readers confess their darkest dating and relationship-related secrets, but after someone posted a particularly interesting one on Current yesterday, I had to go check out what else I’ve been missing. Like community confessional blogs before it, “Dating Confessions” is at once seedy, sad, funny, hopeful, and heartbreaking — kind of like its topic, I guess. After the jump, the confession that got me reading again, plus 10 others that made me glad I’ve found a smooth spot on the rocky seas of romance.
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