Love Bytes: three must click sex, dating and relationship links. Star Trek v. Star Trek porn. [Buzzfeed] Is there a limit to how loud you should be in the sack? [Lemondrop] She has crushes on other guys. Her boyfriend's just fine with that. [Em and Lo] It was my roommate's 21st birthday a few Fridays ago, so my roommates and I decided to throw her a massive birthday party at our apartment. My boyfriend opted to chill in my bedroom for most of the night, while I mingled with the throng of intoxicated co-eds crowding our kitchen. Several cocktails later, I found myself considering hooking up with four different guys and one girl. At least. And every time I had even the slightest urge to stick my tongue in someone else's mouth, I would go into the bedroom and slur to my boyfriend something along the lines of, "There's a cute boy/girl in the kitchen and I sooo want to sleep with him/her." He would respond by smirking, patting me on the back and saying, "Go for it."
Chick flick. Action flick. Comedy. The Netflix queue can have them all, in some kind of order. With the economic downturn prompting more couples to stay home instead of go out in order to cut down entertainment costs, Netflix is rousing up a bit of household strife as couples tussle over the coveted list of must-see movies, reports Michael Wilson in the New York Times.
I didn't realize what I was doing until a friend pointed it out to me. "You're doing the same thing to him that you hate when guys do to you."
Dry spells happen to the best of us. The only difference between you and that chick who says she never has them, is that she’s a fib-teller and you aren’t. So congrats. Lack of sex can be the result of anything. Perhaps the cruel planets have aligned in such a way that your sexiness has become astrologically veiled. Work is crazy and the thought of putting on lip-gloss and nice underwear just makes you tired. Or you've decided everyone you found tasty in the past is Satan-spawn and you're doing your vengeful part by not even allowing eye contact by possible suitors, let alone roaming hands. Ick. Whatever the reason, it doesn't matter. But we're here to tell you: ENJOY. Similar to a bad case of the flu or a never-ending winter, soon the clouds will part, the sun will shine, and you'll be back to dodging phone calls and figuring out creative ways to break-up it off again. You'll see.
Love Bytes: three must click sex, dating and relationship links. Sharing a mascara wand with your man, bad breakup behavior and baby talk.
Brace yourselves. There's a new dating show lining up in the reality-series cue. It's Biggest Loser meets The Bachelor and you may soon find it on FOX, reports The Hollywood Reporter. The network has linked arms with the producer behind "The Bachelor" fame, Mike Fleiss, to flesh out the concept. Fittingly called "More To Love," the show will aim to encourage everyday women, who can't squeeze into size-zero skinny jeans (really, whoever thought of a size that screams you-are-nothing-and-don't-exist anyway?)....
Earlier today we posted an article from YourTango, written by former Maxim editor, Keith Blanchard, about the nine things he learned about women from working at the magazine. Well, I also worked at Maxim, and learned a few things too—about men, that is. Most of my lessons were gained from working with a predominantly male staff—in the editorial department, I was one of just two or three females over the course of two-and-a-half years. Here are seven things that have stayed with me…
Love Bytes: three must click sex, dating and relationship links. Vince Shlomi, the ShamWow pitchman, is apparently better at picking up spilled liquids than hookers. [Huffington Post] Justine Lai likes painting portraits of presidents. Presidents and her. Together. Having sex. [Asylum] Three dates and too many text messages later, she feels smothered. But is he being overly eager, or is she being overly standoffish? [Dear Sugar] Between all the different forms of technology, I hear from him every single day, if not twice daily. How can I gently ask him to slow it down? I don’t want to embarrass him, but I don’t want him to totally kill the spark, either.
Intimate Health—a company owned by Christina Erteszek—created a Brassage. A Brassage is a normal bra with "massaging" cushions on the sides, which they claim eliminate all the nasty toxins and reduce one's chances of tissue abnormality. ABC News decided to get to the bottom of all this lymphatic toxic bra strap madness and find out if this is something we should really be deconstructing our underwear drawer over. "We really have no data that toxins are accumulating in the breast tissue every day, and that they are not being allowed to drain out because of people wearing bras," Dr. Susan Love, a professor of surgery at the David Geffen School of Medicine at the University of California, Los Angeles. Oh, and when the website says the bras are doctor-designed, ABC comes to find out this doctor is actually a chiropractor.
In recent conversations the topic of settling has come up quite a bit. When a friend of ours e-mailed this article with a nudge, saying, "See? This is what I want. A partnership. A man who will vacuum, carry the kids around on his shoulders and hold down a steady job," we gave the topic a good read. In this article in The Atlantic, a woman finds herself, after bravely having had a baby on her own (with the help of donor sperm), pining for a traditional family similar to those surrounding her at the park, complete with ball-tossing Papas. She gives this advice to single women in their 20s and 30s: Settle already and go for Mr. Close Enough.