After reading about this woman who’s only had affairs with married men, I’ve been obsessed with reading stories about women who have been the other woman. What always strikes me about these articles in many of the women who write about their experiences don’t really see their behavior as problematic. The typical rationalizations are that they’re not the ones who made a commitment to be faithful, or that because the men were the ones who initiated it, they’re absolved of all responsibility. Seeing as how I was staunchly Team Angelina, I definitely have a history of sympathy towards alleged “homewreckers”, but I can’t say I’m totally comfortable with the idea that women who are accomplices to cheaters have done nothing wrong. Read more…
Just days after eating his feelings with Jon Stewart over a pint of Ben & Jerry’s, Robert Pattinson hit up “Good Morning America” for some awkward conversation about “the elephant in the room,” as interviewer George Stephanopoulos put it.
“I want my fans to know Cinnamon Toast Crunch has only 30 calories a bowl,” he deflected when asked about the K-Stew cheating drama. Stephanopoulos pushed and pushed but all R-Patz would say was:
“You get into it to do movies. I’ve never been interested in trying to sell my personal life. The reason you go on TV is to promote movies.” Keep reading »
So, some genius took a series of sneaky paparazzi photos of Kristen Stewart sharing an intimate moment with Rupert Sanders — the married director with whom she had a teensy affair that’s become the biggest celeb scandal since TomKat’s divorce — and turned it into a messssmerizing GIF. See it after the jump! [via Jo Pincushion] Keep reading »
Twihards are obviously in a tizzy over the shocking (shocking!) revelation this week that Kristen Stewart had cheated on her sparkly vampire-playing boyfriend Robert Pattinson with the director of “Snow White and the Huntsman,” Rupert Sanders. Rob has supposedly moved out of the couple’s LA house and, in those fans’ dreams, nursing his broken heart by reading their psychotically supportive tweets. But what about the other person hurt by Stewart and Sanders’ “marathon makeout session” — Sanders’ wife Liberty Ross? Who is she? Here’s what we know about her…
You know how the worst kind of parent will be all, “Oh, you couldn’t possibly understand what it means to truly love another human being until you have a child of your own?” And you are all, Oh word, you’re right, I must be the emotionally crippled jerk here because I don’t go around conducting unsolicited evaluations of other people’s personal lives? And then you order another pitcher all to yourself just to rub in the fact that you and your emotionally stunted self are going to stay until bar closes just because you can?
Now that I am an old married lady, I think I understand that awful parent a little bit better, even though the Texas Alcohol and Beverage Commission still occasionally has to pry that pitcher of beer from my cold, drunk hands. Not because I’m aiming for a Lil’ Grimes any time soon or ever, but because I’m amazed at how different—and touchy, and protective—I feel about partnership now that I’m in a legal one. Keep reading »
I am officially, unofficially implementing a new rule for coupled people everywhere. Please, please, please if you are spoken for, you must mention it within five minutes of having a flirty conversation with me. I am forever meeting men in social situations (I’m sure ladies do this too, so feel free to chime in guys) who will sit and talk to me for 15 minutes, half hour, sometimes even longer, will go so far as to get my number or give me theirs and wait until the very last second that we’re saying good bye to inform me that they are in a relationship or even married. On occasion, these guys have neglected to mention said girlfriend/fianceé/ wife until our first — what I believed to be — date! Come on now, people! Not cool. Keep reading »
When my friend’s husband hit on me, I wish I could say I slapped his face, told him to f**k off and stormed away. Instead, I stood there in shock. After a really awkward goodbye, I got into my car and cried. A lot. It wasn’t just the fumbling attempt at a cheap thrill. No, it was his full revelation he had newfound “sexual feelings for me.” How cringe-worthy is that statement?
His confession started with details about how long he’d been attracted to me, dirty thoughts he’d had about me and ended with him grabbing my face and trying to kiss me. All I could think about was his wife, a dear friend, and what it would mean for our friendship. In the end, it ruined it. Because when a married man hits on one of his wife’s friends, it is an altogether horrid situation. Should you ever find yourself with this problem, here are some suggestions for how to deal with it with as much dignity as possible.
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On a recent red eye from New York to Los Angeles, model Melissa Stetten sat next to actor Brian Presley and live-tweeted their conversation to approximately 30,000 followers. What ensued was little less than the public humiliation of a husband and father for, among other heinous crimes, allegedly flirting with her and having too much to drink.
While we’ve all sat next to that annoying seatmate on a flight who keeps talking when we just want to be left alone, I do not believe that Brian Presley’s behavior warranted such a public flogging. He sounds like a perfectly harmless guy who chatted up a pretty girl.
Stetten, on the other hand, sounds like an arrogant, insensitive twit. She publicly shamed a man for talking to her and mocked a recovering alcoholic during a possible relapse. Keep reading »
The sordid tale of Senator John Edwards, his mistress Rielle Hunter, and Andrew Young, the campaign employee who went to great lengths to cover the whole affair up, is more complicated than a “Gossip Girl” plot. And that is saying something.
It’s day two of Edwards’ campaign finance trial — he has been accused of illegally using campaign funds to hide his pregnant mistress — and boy, is Andrew Young dishing some humiliating dirt about Edwards’ affair. I mean this in the least tasteless way possible, but it almost makes me feel good that his late wife, Elizabeth Edwards, isn’t around to hear about it. Keep reading »