I’ll be frank: not having a close group of girl friends makes me feel like a failure.
Sometimes not having a close group of friends makes me feel like a failure, but mostly it’s not having a posse of girlfriends, six or eight women to flank me in salmon bridesmaids gowns, that makes me feel like I’ve done something wrong. Aren’t I supposed to have women with whom to start a book club, a knitting circle? Isn’t there supposed to be a core group to call upon for appletinis in our most satin-y, shiniest clothes? Aren’t we supposed to rehash Saturday night’s antics over Sunday brunch? Groups of friends aren’t just reflected back everywhere at me in pop culture — The Babysitters Club, “90210,” “Gossip Girl,” “Sex & The City” — but in the lives of other women I know as well. But my life just doesn’t, and hasn’t ever, looked like that. Keep reading »
There may be a lot of things you should be able to depend on a friend to do for you — be your wingwoman, comfort you through heartbreak, tell you honestly if those jeans make your butt look big — but if you’re a good friend in return, you know there are certain things that are simply inappropriate to expect of others. In honor of Female Friendship Week here at The Frisky, 20 things you should never ask a friend to do. Feel free to add to the list.
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Friendships — so difficult to maintain, so many variables and personalities. Well, thanks to a new service called RentAFriend, you can skip all the “getting to know you” stuff, and get straight to the hanging out. RentAFriend puts a transactional twist on platonic relationships by charging users to hang out with its “friends.” How it works: Users can put in their zip codes and find profiles of potential “friends” that live nearby. Profiles include the stuff that each particular “friend” is interested in doing, along with basic stats on them.
And then users arrange a “friend” hang-out. It’s more than a little weird. Keep reading »
Can men and women be just friends? If you ask any Hollywood film producer, the answer is a resounding “no.” Hollywood’s magic formula for success seems to take seemingly platonic friends, and make them “suddenly realize” how in love they are. (See: “When Harry Met Sally” for proof.) But what about real life? Are platonic friendships between men and women ever truly just that?
Stories of truly platonic relationships do exist: Witness our Jessica’s story of platonic friendship, after the jump… Keep reading »
Last Wednesday morning, at approximately 10 a.m., I typed an email to my friend, Brown Eyes. I noticed as I was writing that it was taking me an unusually long amount of time to compose a four-sentence email to a friend I talk to at least a few times a week. I also noticed that I was deleting an awful lot of sentences and rewriting them from scratch, trying to make each line just that much more clever.
I hit send, and immediately felt anxious. Five minutes later, I logged back into Gmail, hoping to see a bold line in my inbox highlighted with his response. Naturally, there was only spam.
I checked my email again at 10:10. And again at 10:12. And then it dawned on me: do I have a crush on Brown Eyes? Keep reading »
“I’m not Joey. Don’t you dare call me Joey. The papers say I’m finished, so don’t call me f**king Joey. I want to leave that all behind. I’m moving on. I’m not Joey. For the last time. I’m not f**king Joey. It’s Matt. Matt LeBlanc. Joey’s in the past. I’m trying to do something new.”
—Matt LeBlanc of “Friends” loses it on a reporter who called him Joey. Hope he prefers us calling him a silver fox. [PopEater] Keep reading »
Personally, I would never, ever use the tester products at stores like Sephora. Everyone’s grimy fingers and germs are all over everything, the makeup palettes are left out for who knows how long, and it’s just plain dirty. But while I would never share beauty items with strangers, I’m not so picky with friends. My best best friends are allowed to borrow certain items — lip balm, eyeshadow, and blush, but never eyeliner or mascara for some reason. So when I found out just which items I should and shouldn’t be sharing, I was more than a little shocked. Read on to find out which beauty products to keep to yourself. Keep reading »
If you’re lucky, you have an awesome group of girlfriends. Our friends keep us sane and happy … most of the time. What about the friends who aren’t always true blue? The fair-weather friend is in your address book, but she doesn’t always make it to your planner. You count her as one of your closest buddies, but she has let you down more times than you can count. Here’s how to deal with a friend who isn’t treating you the way you deserve to be treated. Keep reading »
If you can count your true friends on one hand, then you’re a lucky lady according to a new study. Researchers found that women only need four girl friends at any given point in their lives to be happy and well-adjusted. Even though more than half of the 1,000 women between the ages of 18 and 45 surveyed felt that they should have more, four turned out to be the magic number. Why? Because groups of five tend to be the most harmonious. The study also found that within each friend group, the ladies tend to have set roles—like career girl, homemaker, drama queen, party girl, and the shy one. I love this study. When I sat here and counted my besties, there were four! When it comes to friendship, it’s so all about quality over quantity. Sure, I may have 493 friends on Facebook, but most of those people barely know my full name. That’s why I cherish those ladies who know what my childhood pet was named (Mandy) or which guy broke my heart the worst (name withheld). I don’t know about you, but I don’t have time for friends whom I can’t share the big stuff with. [And who will give you their heartfelt opinion, straight-up. -- Amelia] [Daily Mail] Keep reading »
We all have friends who act stupid. The one who’s sleeping with her unemployed alcoholic ex again. The one who continues to pick up her mother’s phone calls even though they always end in tears. The one who works for corporate America and still posts nip-slip pics of herself on Facebook. We, the friends, usually stand by as these inanities occur, lying in wait with a shoulder to cry on. That is the role of a friend, right? We’re here for you after the fact.
But in a piece for July’s issue of Marie Claire, author Lori Gottlieb argues we are the ones making bad decisions by not being blunt with our friends. (You’re crazy if you’re still seeing that jerk! Your mother is messing around with your head! You’re going to lose your job if you don’t exercise a little more discretion!) As female friends, Gottlieb writes, we “yes” our pals “into false presumptions and bad decisions … convincing one another that anyone who disagrees with us is wrong.” Keep reading »