Ladies, there is absolutely no shame in diversifying your dating portfolio. In fact, it’s highly encouraged to put your eggs into lots of different baskets while you’re a free agent, as long as you can do it without being a total dick. There is an art to dating multiple guys at once while keeping your dating karma intact. After the jump, what is acceptable and unacceptable while juggling multiple men. Keep reading »
Don’t get me wrong. I love rules. They’re great. They provide order. Structure. Prevent us from killing each other over the little things (Like your roommate eating the last of the Tostitos) and the big things (Like your roommate eating the last of the Lime Tostitos). Those rules are important, necessary even. But some rules, well they’re not quite as important, not quite as necessary. In fact, they’re not necessary at all.
Some rules, especially rules for girls, well, they’re just made to be broken…
1. Always behave like a lady. Prim and proper and absolutely perfect. Think Martha Stewart meets Sarah Palin. Or something like that. I’ve never been all that good with this rule. Read more… Keep reading »
Guys can be just as clueless as women when it comes to reading the signs, especially since women have their own set of subtle brush-off techniques. After countless boring dates and awkward interactions, we’ve decided to let you studs in on our secrets. We’ve cut through the BS and compiled the signs that she’s just not that into you. Keep reading »
Yesterday, we shared the 10 Commandments Of Dating (For Men). In the interest of gender equality and giving the menfolk a chance to respond, we’ve given a token straight male the floor. Reaching across the aisle and such. After the jump, 10 Dating Commandments (For Women). Keep reading »
Being a teenager totally sucked. But it especially sucked when my parents arbitrarily made up rules. Some nights they were whatevs about a curfew, but other nights they’d randomly say “be home by midnight!” or “be home by 11!” Inconsistent parenting like that was very, very frustrating — especially since I was basically good kid who didn’t do too many naughty things. (Granted, I did not do much to endear them to trust me after I got my belly button and tongue pierced.)
But I’ve always been a devious girl, so when I had a curfew, you’d best believe I found ways to get around it …. Keep reading »