Earlier this week, we found out that President-elect Barack Obama and Michelle Obama shared their first kiss over Baskin-Robbins ice cream and he actually asked permission before leaning in. This got me thinking about my past first kisses. Like Barack (yeah, we’re on a first name basis.), my current boyfriend asked permission before he kissed me. It was our third date and I thought, “Can’t he pick up the signals that I’m dying to kiss him?” Heck, I was ready to kiss him on the first date, but he was a gentleman and waited an appropriate amount of time before things got physical. What do YOU think about asking permission before a first kiss? Keep reading »
Last week, I gave the thumbs-up to a piece I had read on Dumb Little Man that advised would-be-lovers to make people love them by making them take care of them. I’ve changed my mind. Sure, it sounds nice in a fairy tale, when this advice may have made sense, but it’s 2008! So I said, “…the exhausting trials of getting a man to love you warrants the easy use of a little Psych 101″ but then I realized that relying on a man for help, and him relying on you to want help from him is vaguely “co-dependent”.
Every time a girl goes bossing her boyfriend around, coddling him into helping her when she’s perfectly capable herself, Elizabeth Cady Stanton rolls around in her grave. So, if you want a dog, go to the pound, don’t make your boyfriend your bitch. Being a damsel in distress is lame and transparent and in the end, being that kind of girl only makes you and your man look bad, feel bad, and act bad(ly). We ladies have ourselves and that is all we were given because that’s all we need to get by. Start realizing all the things you’ve gotten done right by relying on yourself and you’ll attract the right kind of man naturally. And when he finds you, open a pickle jar for him instead! Keep reading »