Every winter the Great Ugg Debate is reignited and the population splits into two groups: those who love Uggs, and those who think Uggs represent the downfall of civilization. Just in case you’re still on the fence, here are 10 arguments for Uggs and 10 arguments against — make your own informed decision, and let us know in the comments which side you’re on! [Full disclosure that might ruin my career: I own two pairs of Uggs and I wear them in public.] Keep reading »
Science is a beautiful thing. Science has brought us many technological advancements, such as and including, air travel, tanning beds and mini-pizzas. But there are many things that science has yet to deliver on. And that’s got us kind of mad with science. We kind of want to have some words with science, okay? In the meantime, we’ll settle for assembling an incomplete list of all the things that we wish science would just get to working on, already. This list is by no means exhaustive, so feel free to include your own special requests in the comments. Keep reading »
This year, in honor of the upcoming Thanksgiving holiday, The Frisky staff is going to be sharing our lists of what we’re thankful for. Amelia shared on Thursday and now Jessica is up next… Keep reading »
This year, in honor of the upcoming Thanksgiving holiday, The Frisky staff is going to be sharing our lists of what we’re thankful for. Amelia is up first… Keep reading »
Men, bless them. They love to think about us masturbating, at least the way they think we masturbate based on porn they’ve seen. If only they could be a fly on the wall when we’re actually pleasuring ourselves. Everything they thought to be true would be rocked. My average self-love sessions are performed without fanfare. Done with bad breath, messy hair, in my old sweat pants, before bed, when I wake up, am feeling stressed, or sad, or bored, or annoyed, or horny. After the jump, some stupid misconception guys have about the way we masturbate. Keep reading »
Of all the many splendored joys associated with the holiday season, having a free pass to stuff your face may be the best. And of all the lip-smacking, gravy-smothered, “have another piece of that, whatever it is” holidays we have to look forward to, the upcoming Thanksgiving feast-ivities are both the kick-off and the kicker. Unfortunately, all those super-sized portions usually come with an equally heaping helping of expanding thighs, widening waistlines and rumps that go straight-up rogue.
Some people deal with their increase of junk in the trunk by wholeheartedly accepting they’ll put on a handful of poundage over the holiday. These people also own stretch pants and hooded sweaters they affectionately refer to as their “eating clothes.” Then there are those who make a preemptive strike against the impending avalanche of calories by subsisting on celery in between yoga-lates classes weeks before the big day.
But what of the middle way? The way that says you can have your cake (hell, the whole f**king thing) and eat it too and remain attractive to your preferred sexual partner? Here are 10 Ways to Stuff Yourself During The Holidays and Still Stay Sexy! Keep reading »
One of the perks of being the editor of The Frisky is that when an important day arrives, like, say, Ryan Gosling‘s 31st birthday, it’s my prerogative to devote an entire slideshow to singing his praises. Hence, 10 photos of my future husband looking breathtakingly hot accompanied by 31 reasons why I am glad he was born 31 years ago. You’re welcome, fellow psychotic Ryan Gosling devotees.
When I think of my dating history, I see in my mind’s eye a series of meals, some wonderfully romantic, others not so much. Because dating and dinner are so intertwined in my memory, I bring you, my eight most memorable meals with men. Keep reading »
Kim Kardashian’s divorce – after she donned three $25,000 white Vera Wang wedding gowns (at the wedding and on the covers of People and Us Weekly) –might explain why the famous designer announced a new line of ebony wedding dresses. I beat Wang’s hot trend years ago when this bride wore noir. It was the perfect shade for my late night Soho reception where my husband’s dad – a judge – officiated. I also picked the morbid marriage palette before “Sex in the City” actress Sarah Jessica Parker wore black to wed her real groom Matthew Broderick a year after me. Parker later told Harper’s Bazaar she felt like a bad bridal role model, and if she had it to do over, “I would white it up. I’d wear a beautiful, proper wedding dress, like I should have worn that day.” Keep reading »