On Tuesday night, I went to a yoga class. Truth be told, I really enjoyed it. But on the way out of the studio, I couldn’t help but overhear another student in the class say to her friend, “I feel so connected to the universe after that.” As someone who recoils at new agey expressions, I instantly felt turned off. I mean, yes, it felt lovely to exercise, breathe, and stretch—even though people speak of it in these terms, it never feels that spiritual to me.
So imagine what I thought when I read a Daily Beast piece this morning about the “yogasm”—the phenomenon of women having orgasms during a yoga class.
Apparently, this is a thing.
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Jessica and Hunter are a couple of LA airheads looking for spiritual guidance. So they’ve decided to sign up for an ashtanga yoga class — whatever, Gwyneth Paltrow’s doing it. But can they actually handle the intensity
of an ashtanga yoga class? And can an ashtanga yoga class handle them? (Probably not.) [YouTube
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Surely you didn’t expect her to wear some Lululemon stretchy pants and a tank with built-in bra? I bet she sweats glitter. [Buzzfeed] Keep reading »
I have been an on/off yoga practitioner for a number of years yet I’ve never been able to remember the majority of the traditional names for the poses, er, asanas. No matter. From now, I’m using this handy chart when referencing my favorite yoga poses in conversation. For example: “You know, I love to do Foot Penis because it really opens up my hip flexors. But seriously, when I want to stretch out my calves, there’s nothing better than a little Prepare Your Anus.” Namaste! [Pleated Jeans] Keep reading »
The lace body stocking is a little weird and Cher-inspired, but Miley Cyrus does an enviable Dandayamana-Dhanurasana. That’s “standing bow pose,” by the way, and I suck at it. Keep reading »
Here’s the thing about drinking — it’s a multi-tasking activity and it makes lots of things even better. Here are just some things I really enjoy doing with a glass of wine in my hand:
- Taking a hot bath while reading a gossip magazine
- Liveblogging award shows and “The Bachelor”
- Cooking and eating
- Playing fetch with my dog in our building’s long hallway (since our apartment is small and it’s too cold for the dog park right now)
- Reading in bed
For the record, these are all frequent activities in my life and I will miss my friend Vino when I am doing them during this period of sobriety. Because I’m also giving up men — particularly the dating and sexing of them — I know I need to find new activities to put my energy into, especially things that wouldn’t be improved by, say, my favorite cocktail of Cristalino champagne and grapefruit juice. Keep reading »
Indian weddings are beautiful. I missed my sister’s by just a few days. I couldn’t make up my mind whether to join her and her Canadian boyfriend in Goa, where I could complete my yoga training certificate in a country where men significantly outnumber women, or to stay home in the Brooklyn apartment I shared with four equally unemployed strangers, and where I was without a car, a boyfriend, or a shred of hope. I had to weigh my options, so I was a bit delayed.
That’s how I missed Leky’s lavish Hindu puja ceremony, where she wed a guy she had actually met years ago at a Buddhist monastery, and who she had run into again by chance half a decade later while she was tooling around India.
Their love is a beautiful story. Mine, not so much. Keep reading »
Who likes to weave fast through traffic and then organize his chakras or whatever in a super relaxing yoga sesh? Find out after the jump! [Crushable] Keep reading »
See this photo? It’s Lady Gaga. Doing Bikram yoga. At my bikram yoga studio. Well, it was my bikram yoga studio back when I used to actually, um, go. Now that I know there’s a chance I could be sweating my face off next to Gaga — and that her sweat might flick onto me — I may just have to motivate to start up again. Keep reading »
An amateur photog snapped this photo of a female bear at a zoo in Finland, midway through her 15-minute morning yoga sesh. Namaste! [Telegraph] Keep reading »