According to an essay in today’s Daily Mail, my desire to drop 5 to 10 pounds is about as common as a winter cold. Seven pounds, it seems is the magic number — the “holy grail” of weight loss. It’s an amount significant enough that, no matter what one’s starting weight, clothes will fit differently (for a lot of us, that means “better”). It’s also, as essayist Jenny Dickinson, says: “a loss [that] is physically noticeable on most women, so it’s in the region that will gain us recognition for our efforts.” And a seven pound weight loss is also relatively easy to achieve for most people. Keep reading »
The holidays, and winter in general, are for couples.
I swear, I’m not beating my usual “life is cruel for us singles” drum, because we pretty much own spring and summer. In winter, though, people pair off and disappear like the end of a key party, and we’re just left sitting there on the couch in our Fair Isle sweaters, wondering where everybody went.
After 30-some years of being single, I haven’t become inured to getting a little down about it. Who ever gets used to not having somebody to take home to their mother or to introduce around at the work party or, hell, even buy something goofy for? Read more … Keep reading »
I used to hate Andrew W.K.–his whole “party hard” schtick was really grating and annoying. And then I interviewed him a few years ago and found him to be one of the sweetest and most genuine rock dudes out there. I still don’t really want to listen to his music, but I get his appeal. With that in mind, I present to you Andrew W.K. doing the holiday classic “Silent Night” — in a way you’ve probably never seen before. [A.V. Club
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Even though we look forward to the holidays as a well-deserved break from the daily grind, it can still be difficult to get “in the mood” when you’re fighting mall traffic and dealing with relatives.
In fact, feeling tired and stressed is probably the number one libido-killer.
That’s why it couldn’t hurt to lean on some wacky, possibly even bizarre tricks to light the spark. After all, who knows? They could get your sex drive motor revving right on through what could be the naughtiest time of the year. Read more … Keep reading »
Here’s a curious article over at Fox News, “Charity Sex: The Gift That Keeps On Giving.” “Charity sex” (not to be confused with “pity sex”) is, according to the author, “a gift you give to your partner, and to yourself. Maybe you do it because he’s all wound up, and sex relaxes him. Maybe you do it because she’s feeling a little down, and sex gives her a boost … ” For now I’m going to ignore the other parts of the article that go on to advise that while engaging in charity sex you should count on “faking it until you make it” (as in trying to force yourself to get into the mood) and forgetting about having an amazing orgasm. Instead, let’s look at the idea of sexual gifting (“So this holiday season, don’t be a sexual scrooge. Give the gift of charity sex!”). In response to the article, one like-minded blogger over at Cafe Mom begs men to pretend they’re broke so as to get “creative” with their gifts and give the ultimately free present of a go in the sack. Keep reading »
A holiday dress that’s equal parts Lady Gaga and “The Grinch Who Stole Christmas.” Sure to terrify and amaze. [1Funny] Keep reading »
There’s good news across the pond for parents who want their little girls to believe they can grow up and be anything they want: A parents group called Pink Stinks, which pressures toy companies and stores to rise above marketing based on traditional gender roles, seems to have been successful in getting the Early Learning Center to change their pink ways — at least a little bit. Keep reading »
My husband cannot shop. He’s awful at buying gifts. He tries really hard, but it’s just not his thing. One year, I got socks. Then there were the years where I got electronic gifts—fun for him, but not for me (and no woman really wants a clothes steamer as her big Christmas gift, no matter how useful it is). Once I got a fishing pole. He’s tried to buy jewelry, but I never like it. Keep reading »
Feathers are all the rage right now — and we definitely love most of what’s out there. From Chanel’s feather dress to wild fascinators, feathers can be absolutely stunning. We’ve also been seeing feather capes, such as this one, and have been puzzling over how and where one might wear such a piece — it’s certainly not for the faint of heart. Pairing it with a fun but not over-powering dress with a simple neckline, opaque stockings, quirky shoes and no jewelry could possibly make you the most photographed at your office holiday party — but would you end up on the best or worst-dressed list? What do you think? [$63, Miss Selfridge] Keep reading »
After two decades of service, the six-foot-high, 10-foot-wide mirror covering our living room wall started falling down on Thanksgiving Day. It came with the house, a colonial in Whitestone, Queens, which my parents bought when I was born. I was 23 and about to drive to LaGuardia Airport to pick up Tim, my soldier boyfriend of two years. He was spending the holiday with me after being stationed at Fort Benning, Georgia, for the past three months.
I was in my attic bedroom putting on my “Welcome Home” outfit — black stockings, boots, a checkered skirt, and a fitted black sweater — when I heard Mom scream. I took the steps two at a time to find her and my 18-year-old brother holding the mirror up, their four hands, strained faces, and bodies looking longer in their slanted reflections. Keep reading »