when stalking pays off: one guy asked the same girl out for years.There is something to be said for consistency. Take me, for example. I’ve consistently asked out the same girl, once every eight to 14 months, for the past five years. She’s consistently rejected me. Some might call this foolish, like Ralph Waldo Emerson when he said that thing about consistency. But you know what? Ralph Waldo Emerson can blow me. Read more … Keep reading »
The geisha lifestyle might seem like a far cultural cry from any modern woman’s daily routine, yet aspects of the Japanese ladies’ arduous beauty regimen certainly haven’t fallen out of vogue.
As I write this, my face feels soft and my complexion looks bright, and while I can generally chalk up those delights to a recent facial, there was one particular ingredient involved in the treatment that deserves some extra credit: nightingale droppings. Read more … Keep reading »
My boyfriend has lots of friends who are girls. Likewise, I have tons of friends who are guys. The problem is both of us are slightly jealous people, but neither one of us wants to give up our friends first. What should we do? Read more … Keep reading »
Standing by the side of an unfaithful husband may get you some shaking heads of disapproval, but it still happens all the time.
So when Silda Wall held herself responsible for her husband Eliot Spitzer’s extramarital affair with a hooker, we got kind of riled up. Sure, it takes two for a marriage to work — but Wall shouldered all the blame for Spitzer’s behavior, saying that she hadn’t been “adequate in taking care of the sex.” Which we presume to mean “keeping him happy in bed.”
So we asked you: Does lackluster (or a lack of) sex give a guy the right to stray? Read more … Keep reading »
How much porn have I watched in my life? I don’t know, how many breaths have you taken?
No, no, I’m exaggerating. How many times have you said “like”?
Here’s the thing: When it comes to having sex, most people don’t actually want it to be like the porn they love. At all. Read more … Keep reading »
Do you need a reason to stay awake all night? Like, maybe you’re babysitting late, pulling an all-nighter at the University of Phoenix, or you’re trying to head off jetlag by staying up until you’re on Tokyo time?
Well, it’s your lucky day. Meet Alex McRae, the creepiest creeper ever to skulk the creep circuit. Alex is a humanoid gastropod who’s allegedly teaching men “How to Pick Up a Girl in a Bar,” but the video should really be called “Flavor Savers and This Shirt: A Seminar in How Never to Get Laid.” Perhaps the most terrifying moment probably comes at 1:33, when Alex suggests you hit on a girl by asking her if you can eat her eyes. Not joking! To quote Alex, “It’s just strange!” Read more … Keep reading »
People are always asking how they’ll know when they’ve found The One, when it’s time to settle down for good and get married. But what I’m here to tell you is, you may already be “married” and not even know it. Read more … Keep reading »
What’s a girl to do when you go out drinking sans purse and pockets? Your ID and phone sure aren’t walking themselves to the bar. If you’re anything like CJ and her well-endowed friends, you let your bra do double duty as both rack support and small-item storage.
From reader responses, it looks like CJ’s not the only one with a “chest of wonders.” You guys shared the crazy things you’ve had nestled in your cleavage, whether on accident or on purpose. Read more … Keep reading »
The ink was barely dry on our marriage certificate when my husband and I found out we were going to be parents — actually, I found out the good news the first day back from our honeymoon.
Sure, some of the signs and symptoms of pregnancy were already there, but I honestly chalked everything up to pre-wedding stress. It was only when I finally had a chance to slow down in South Beach that I realized something didn’t feel right.
When my new husband leaned in for a kiss one night, with whiskey and Vidalia onion chips breath, I was disgusted: “I swear, if you don’t get away from me with that breath right now I’m going to barf on your face,” is what I told him. And, to be clear, I usually love whiskey. That’s when I realized something was up. Read more … Keep reading »
What do you do when you’re athletic and muscular and, well, small-chested? If you’re 30-year-old Susan Combs, you sock money away. “I started a ‘boob fund,’” says Combs, who lives in New York City. “I own my own business, and I said to myself, when I get enough money, that’s going to be my executive bonus for the year. I’m just going to do it.” Read more … Keep reading »