Floating in a calm ocean is super relaxing. And getting a massage is blissful. But what if you could do both at the SAME TIME?? Now you can, thanks to the One & Only Resort on Australia’s Hayman Island. The resort opens in July, and One & Only’s spa is offering a pretty drool-worthy incentive to book some time there: “Ocean Dreaming Massages,” AKA massages performed on the freakin’ ocean. Here’s the description from the spa website: Keep reading »
Nobody, not even Miranda Kerr or Gisele Bundchen, loves every single inch of what their body looks like naked. Why is that?
The saddest thing in the world is that we all get our ideas about what the naked human form “should” look like from Photoshopped, expertly lit, heavily made-up images that aren’t even close to real. And then when we’re confronted with the real thing — the cellulite, the sags, the ashiness — we are taught to believe it looks ugly.
Enter Dale Favier, a Portland, Oregon-based massage therapist. He has seen a hell of a lot of naked bodies (or body parts, anyway) in his many years of giving massage therapy. And he would like us to know a thing or two about what people really look like naked. Keep reading »
Chances are you’ve heard the story: an unmarked door leads to a dimly-lit massage parlor where women with strong hands and tolerant smiles await a train of libidinous male patrons. The “happy ending” tale is all too common, a mixture of truth and urban legend that captivates male imaginations even in an age of casual sex and unlimited Internet porn. Read: Does Casual Sex Screw Up Emotional Intimacy?
“It’s always a certain type of place,” said Brian, a 41-year-old screenwriter who admits to visiting the odd “men’s spa” or two (though never, of course, for that). “You go for a reason, and you know what you’re getting when you walk in the door.” Read more on Your Tango…
In Bangkok, Thailand 641 masseuses simultaneously performed massages on lucky volunteers for 12 consecutive minutes, breaking the Guinness World Record for biggest mass massage. The record was previously set in Australia in 2010, when 263 massage therapists worked in tandem. The event was organized to promote Thailand’s famous spa industry. “I felt enchanted. I felt calm and relaxed watching them,” said Thailand’s Prime Minister Yingluck Shinawatra.
How was he able to just watch them!? I would have lept into the action like a hungry animal and insisted that someone, ANYONE, work out the knots in my shoulders. Seriously, the picture alone is making me drool. I wouldn’t have cared if there were lots of uncomfortable moaning sounds in the room. Or if I had to wear one of those unflattering, linen outfits. I want to be there. RIGHT NOW! I guess I need to go for a chair massage after work. Or book a trip to Thailand for some spa time. I could handle that. [Metro UK]
It’s imperative that your chicken be relaxed before you cook it. So you may want to consider giving it a massage with olive oil or butter before before you put in in the pan. Above is a series of chicken massage techniques designed for maximum relaxation and suppleness of your bird. Wrap a washcloth or paper towel around its bottom for modesty and add hot stones if you have them handy. Proceed with long strokes across its breast, and deeper, targeted pressure on the wings, thighs and drumsticks. You can watch a full-length chicken massage performed by a professional here. You’re welcome. [Dlisted]
John Travolta is being sued in U.S. District Court in Los Angeles by a masseur, named only as John Doe, who accuses the star of sexual assault, sexual battery, and intentional infliction of emotional distress. He is seeking $2 million in damages. According to the lawsuit, Travolta saw the masseur’s ad online and scheduled an appointment for $200 an hour, and then tried to have sex with him during the massage, in a bungalow at the Beverly Hills Hotel on Jan. 16. Read more …
Cats live very stressful lives. You might not have known it, because they hide it very well, with all their fur licking, sleeping, pooping and general air of cool detachment and remove. But if this video of a cat enjoying the spoils of a neck massager is any indication, cats need all the relaxation they can get. [YouTube]
This year I finally crossed off something I’ve had on my to-do list since I was 20: I got Rolfed. Rolfing, for those who are unfamiliar with the term, is a type of bodywork “that reorganizes the connective tissues, called fascia, that permeate the entire body.” If massage therapy addresses the muscles, and chiropractic work addresses the joints, Rolfing focuses on everything in between, literally. It’s thought to greatly improve posture, release tension, alleviate pain, restore flexibility, and generally help someone feel more energized and comfortable in his or her body. I first heard of Rolfing in one of my college acting classes. Or maybe it was “movement” class. Did you know that’s a class you can take in college? Basically, for two hours a day, two days a week, you get to stretch out, dance around, roll on mats all over the floor and pound on your classmates’ backs in warm-up circles. Hell yeah, I was a theater minor. It beat the hell out of taking classes that might actually prepare me to make a living. At least, it did at the time. Keep reading »
When it comes to men and sex, I’ve noticed that special requests usually come along the lines of an instant upgrade: if I’m giving a hand job, they ask for a blowjob, and if I’m giving a blowjob, well, why not full-on sex? That’s simple enough for me to handle if it makes sexytime shine.
But we’re all about equality here at The Frisky and it wouldn’t be very egalitarian of us to hinthintHINT to our dudes with our 10 Things Men Forget To Do During Sex list without engaging in a little self-improvement ourselves. After the jump, we asked a few men—who, let it be known, all said “Don’t forget to touch our balls!”—to help us out. Keep reading »
Last night, my guy went to watch Megan Fox’s hot body, I mean, “Transformers 2.” One girlfriend wanted me to grab dinner and another wanted to see a movie.
But the only thing I wanted to do was eat half a bag of potato chips for dinner, flip through Women’s Health and paint my nails with a hot pink polish so bright it would blind a newborn.
So you know what? That’s what I did.
Kinda lame, I know. But I had a really great relationship with myself for those two years that I was single and last night reminded me there are some kinda lame things single women do that are actually really fun. Keep reading »