For long distance couples who rely on ancient technology like telephones and webcams to keep the spark alive across the miles, there’s a new device that might make reaching out and touching each other a little more fulfilling. A Scotland-based technology lab has created a prototype of a device they’re calling Mutsugoto, which “allows couples, who are separated by distance, to draw in light on each other’s bodies or beds.” Designed to give couples an “alternative to text and e-mail massaging,” couples lie on their beds, miles away from each other, and wear touch-activated rings visible to a camera mounted above their beds. A computer inside the camera tracks the movements of their rings, then transmits and projects those strokes as beams of light onto their partner’s body. So, if you want to stroke your partner between the legs, you’d have to stroke yourself between your legs in order for the light to be transmitted and projected onto your partner where you want it. The creators of Mutsugoto (what’s with that name, anyway?) are looking for three long-distance couples located in Scotland to try out the prototype. So, if that’s you, and the idea of strategically-flashed beams of light stroking your body turns you on, give them a ring. [BBC.co.uk] Keep reading »
Laundering your lingerie can really get your panties in a twist, especially when they get ruined in the wash. The new Bra Dryer claims to take care of this by individually drying bras without messing with the fabric or wiring. The device uses infrared heat to evaporate water and a boob-shaped frame so that your underthings keep their form. There are different settings for every possible kind of brassiere (padded, soft cup, silk, etc.) and accommodation for a range of cup sizes. The downside—you can only dry one garment at a time, which is sure to wear on your patience as much as conventional drying does on your bras. Check out another image, after the jump! [Popgadget] Keep reading »
Thanks to the miracle that is 21st century technology, you can now become a Muppet. Toy store FAO Schwarz’s website has a special online Muppet factory, The Muppet Whatnot Workshop, where you can build your own Muppet in your likeness. Pick your body (orange, green, blue), your eyes (girlie, droopy, catty), your hair (yellow boa, brown bob, black pompadour), your outfit (cheerleader, showgirl, mod), and find out what you look like Muppet-style. If you simply must have your stuffed Muppet self, or any other Muppet you envision, you can buy the Muppet you designed, and they’ll build it and ship it to you. Apparently, as a Muppet, I’m $90. [Boing Boing Gadgets] Keep reading »
We’ve all been there, we’ve had a bit too much to drink — more than some of us would care to admit — and suddenly, calling, texting, or emailing an old flame seems like the best. Idea. Ever!! You know it never goes well and the humiliation the next morning is worse than the raging hangover. It’s not just old flames we drunkenly reach out to, either — there are also estranged friends and family members, old (or, worse, current) bosses and co-workers, and random cuties online. Back when Friendster was the social networking site du jour and I was nursing a broken heart and wounded ego, I spent more than one wine-soaked evening exchanging messages with attractive, 28-38 year-old men in my area, messages I hope stay as buried as that broken relationship I was trying to get over.
On occasions like those, it would have been nice to have someone — anyone! — stop me and say, “Wendy, do you really want to send that message? Are you sure it’s not just the booze talking?” I can’t guarantee I wouldn’t have pushed “send” just the same, but still, maybe a voice of reason would have saved me from one or two of my more embarrassing drunken messaging mishaps. If Gmail has anything to say about it, all of us are about to have that much-needed voice of reason in our lives…well, on the weekends, anyway (and provided you don’t suck at math).
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On A Budget: The My So-Called Life box set demonstrates that he’s totally in tune with your inner angsty teenager and that he doesn’t expect you to watch Die Hard for the 50 mllionth time.
Been Savin’: Buying a woman lingerie is kinda cheating because it’s obviously a gift he’ll enjoy too — so is buying her a digital camera (the two could go hand in hand). Agent Provocateur is totally our favorite high-end sexy under garments — there’s nothing practical about these frills, but since when did we want practical gifts anyway?
Got Money To Burn: Christian Louboutin stilettos aka the sexiest damn shoes you’ll ever put on your totally unworthy feet. If my boyfriend got me a pair of these for Christmas, I would be totally tempted to post about it here, but that might be seen as bragging, so I wouldn’t. Keep reading »