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Avocados are one of the best foods ever for keeping you satiated (all that natural fat so you won't snack as much), adding healthy natural fats to your diet (fat-free is a little 1980s), and power-punching your diet with antioxidants (cancer-fighting food ninjas) And the best part? You can make a ton of different variations in 60 seconds or less. We've gone and made this easy for you. Here's 10 of the fastest super-healthy, crazy-sexy avocado recipes.
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Pools, beaches, BBQs, boats, floats, sun, sand, ice cream. I mean, is summer absolutely awesome or what? And now that it's sadly coming to a close, we can't help but wonder if we took advantage of the season to its fullest. Did we spend enough time in the sun? Did we eat all the burgers we could? Did we drink enough lemonade? Should we have stayed on that boat for another hour or three? Did we travel enough? And most importantly: Did we do summer right?!
We all know I like to eat. Okay, I love to eat (and that's putting it lightly.) But recently, I stopped eating gluten - and ever since, I've felt much better: My pants aren't magically two sizes too small after lunch, and I can sit in my desk chair without unbuttoning my jeans. But this weekend...well, this weekend I did a very bad thing. I ate all the gluten.
One of the less-fun parts of being single is dining alone. As a single lady, I could resign myself to eating every meal in bed while watching bizarre Netflix documentaries, but every now and then, I like to feel like a human being participating in society, so I force myself to leave my apartment and yes, eat at a restaurant all by my lonesome.
Two months ago, I made a decision that would affect my nether regions in ways unknown: I lounged in a hot tub. I even Instagrammed it. There was no naughty business to be had; it was just me and some Bud Light Raz-ber-itas in a very hot hot tub for like, two hours. I then did what no vagina-having person should ever do: I spent the remainder of the day in my damp swimsuit. The next morning I woke up to two unfortunate realities: a ridiculous Raz-ber-ita hangover and widespread vaginal burn. Sh*t.
A study commissioned by Virgin Atlantic found that 55 percent of participants have heightened feelings when they're in flight. The same movies that we would watch in a theatre are seen in a completely different light when we watch them on a plane.