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Former Frisky columnist Judy McGuire has exchanged her first love (dispensing hilarious dating advice) for her second (rock ‘n’ roll) with her new book, The Official Book of Sex, Drugs, and Rock ‘n’ Roll Lists. But as the title promises, there’s plenty of salaciousness to go around. McGuire got plenty of music’s greatest — and greatest fans — to dish… READ MORE »


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Musicians may have more sex than your average bear, but as the bad advice covered in these lyrics show, they may not always know what they’re talking about. The following are some egregious examples of misguided advice. … READ MORE »


Love & Sex

Your passive-aggressive aunt bought you a Match.com subscription for Christmas. While your first impulse was to hit her with a brick, you’ve always been curious about online dating. “What the heck?” you figure. “I’ll write an ad and take a look around.” But when you’re on your own in virtual reality, the search for computer-generated… READ MORE »


Love & Sex

Locking lips. Making out. Smooching. Kissing. It sounds so pleasant and easy, yet do a little research and you’ll soon discover that while everyone may be doing it, few are doing it well. For your edification, I have rounded up the different varieties of bad kissers and broken them down by the traits they share… READ MORE »


Love & Sex

After spending more than a decade writing about relationships and yacking about them on the radio, I’ve decided to try and make money doing something I’ve been doing for friends for years: writing and editing online dating profiles! … READ MORE »


Love & Sex

Valentine’s Day is a minefield. Whether you’re single or hooked-up the potential for misery is high because, much like New Year’s Eve, it rarely lives up to its reputation.

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There comes a time in every free-wheeling, fun-having relationship where a lady has to suck it up, buckle down and meet the people who spawned her beloved. Nine times out of ten, this happens around the holidays, and there is almost always a festive meal involved. The most wonderful time of the year? Yeah, right. READ MORE »


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The first thing anyone asks a battered woman is: “Why did you put up with that?” Domestic violence is the only crime I can think of—well, besides rape—where the victim is treated as complicit in her own abuse.

This is why I rarely talk about my two-year relationship with a batterer. I wasn’t a… READ MORE »


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The archetypal man of my dreams is tall, emaciated, pale, big-nosed, pock-marked, and bears a striking resemblance to Nick Cave or Pete Doherty (minus the scabs). This ideal reads constantly (when he’s not busy brooding), is brutally sarcastic, and wears a lot of black. I don’t know what he does for a living because in… READ MORE »


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Unless one of you moved to the other side of the planet (or died), chances are, you will, at some point in time, cross paths with someone who broke your heart. Then, as if seeing him in the flesh weren’t unpleasant enough, there’s always a chance that he won’t be alone.

But maybe you… READ MORE »


Love & Sex

Of all the places where you could possibly pick up a guy, a party is a pretty safe bet. After all, presumably all the guests have been vetted, and if anyone seems interesting, you can get the 411 without even Googling. Asking the host about their friend may be old-school, but it’s also effective. After… READ MORE »


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You’ve met his friends; he’s met yours. Now it’s time to add fruity cocktails and mix. Short of introducing your parents to his, combining your two sets of friends—especially if they exist in very different worlds—is one of the most nerve-wracking milestones in a relationship. And since summertime is party time, it’s probably going to… READ MORE »


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I had no sooner finished dry-heaving over my friend’s tale of the ordeal involved in getting her dog’s anal glands expressed, when I stumbled upon yet another article—written by a psychologist named Dr. Suzanne Phillps, Psy.D—extolling the benefits of treating your partner as you do your pet. I understand that it’s hard to think about… READ MORE »


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Sometimes I’m thinking that I love you/But I know it’s only lust. —Gang of Four

Think about it—they’re both four-letter words, both start with the letter “L,” and both can cause us to completely lose our freakin’ minds … it’s no wonder we get lust confused with love. But despite their similarities, love and… READ MORE »


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Whether you’ve known him for 15 years or 15 minutes (naughty!), the first time you sleep with a new partner can be a pretty nerve-wracking experience. Though jitters can add to the thrill, they can also psych you out. I mean, you’re getting naked in front of a new person! One who’s presumably never seen… READ MORE »


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Not to put too grim a spin on it, but it’s a fact that most relationships eventually end, and most of us have been on both sides of the breakup equation. Here’s a brief guide to handling being either end—the dumper or the dumpee. … READ MORE »


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When I discovered one long-term, live-in ex had been cheating on me—long after we’d split—I was shocked. I’d had my suspicions, but he’d always been so judgmental about philandering friends and sanctimonious about his own fidelity, I figured I was just the jealous crazy lady he kept accusing me of being. So when he broke… READ MORE »


Love & Sex

I don’t care how in love you are. No matter how much naked-couple time you log, how often you finish each other’s sentences—even if you regularly eat up hours marveling at the beauty that is your unique, special snowflake of love, every relationship has its ups and downs.

Rare is the couple that can’t… READ MORE »


Love & Sex

My pal Stella* is going through a terrible breakup with a horrible man. Like most of us, Stella knows how to deal with their split (time, wine, chocolate, more wine, more time), but she was concerned about the bigger picture. Why had she gotten herself mixed up with this jackass in the first place? Or… READ MORE »


Love & Sex

One of the more cringe-inducing memories I have of my teen years is playing the Buzzcocks’ “I Believe” over and over, as I sobbed alone in my twin-sized bed. In particular, the line “There. Is. No. Love. In. This. World. Any-moooooooore!” always sent me into paroxysms of tears. I was positive—one-hundred-percent convinced—that life would be… READ MORE »


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