Women can ask men out. In exchange, men will not judge the woman who asks them out.
According to the Office of National Statistics, lip gloss has replaced lipstick as the must-have on-the-go beauty item. The Daily Mail refers to this switch as "recessionista fashion," and BBC News points to it as a sign of inflation. But is the economy the real cause of gloss's new reign?
When we're hungry, it's simple—we eat. When we're thirsty, we drink. But what about when you just want to and need to be touched? There are no touch cafés. Touch doesn't come as a gift with purchase at the Lancôme counter. And if you're not in a romantic relationship, how do you fill up your touch tank to full? There are often not enough outlets for affection in platonic relationships. Friends provide emotional support, memorable nights out, advice and adventures, but few friendships are so close that it's comfortable and acceptable for you two to, say, snuggle on the couch together, or hold each other in a longer-than-usual embrace—one long enough to communicate sincerity but short enough not to be awkward. The line becomes especially blurred if you're of compatible sexual orientations, because, oh my god, then it must mean you like each other. But wanting to be touched is a basic human need. (Without it, we're so much more susceptible to depression, stress, anxiety, loss in self-confidence and loss in drive and motivation!) And sadly though not surprisingly, we live in a touch-deprived culture that’s comfortable with touch only if it has sexual meaning, if we're celebrating, if someone is consoling or being consoled, or if it involves raising our kids.
The most expensive wedding, the longest marriage, the tallest and shortest married couples and the biggest wedding cake. 10 wow-worthy wedding and marriage records.
While the country's cloudy weather and castles may conjure up images of red hair, freckles and mash, Ireland also boasts quite an impressive list of controversial lovers. Here's a crash course in some of Ireland's most passionate fleshbots throughout history, in honor of St. Patrick's Day.
It is no secret that alcohol and dating share a volatile but intimate relationship, especially on St. Patrick's Day. In fact, for the most part the two go hand-in-hand. The key is to reach a level of intoxication that has you feeling loose and confident, not nauseated and belligerent. (Read: don't stumble over there and grab his crotch or bellow in her ear.) Because despite your previous finding-true-love-at-a-bar experiences, sometimes two people actually DO meet when they're drunk and manage to form a connection that lasts longer than a hangover. Who knows, maybe that guy over there with the green party beads who's doing a shot of Jameson is your soul mate. So we've compiled a few dating tips to help you make a drunken connection that won't damage your dignity.
According to a team of researchers there are some significant mortality themes correlating quite heavily with number of children. In other words, family size can help you live longer (or shorter). As it turns out, a husband and wife with two to three kids seemed to be about the safest bet for a long healthy life. On the flip side, everything from childless to child army somehow got wrapped up in higher risk for alcoholism, cervical cancer and even car crashes.
Memo to the ladies: Your boyfriend jerking off to Perfect 10 or the occasional American Apparel ad is not cheating. Masturbating to a hot message that he got from a new 17-year-old "friend" he met on Facebook is. See the difference there? We hear a lot of complaints, especially from women, about concerns regarding their partners' insistent masturbation. "Would you consider this cheating?" some ask. While no question is a stupid question, such queries do give me pause. Catholic guilt aside, when did self-love become tantamount to infidelity?
Rielle Hunter denies she ended John Edwards' marriage. Do homewreckers get unfair blame for affairs? "Well, his relationship with her and the problems in it really had nothing to do with me," Rielle Hunter said. "Infidelity doesn't happen in healthy marriages. The break in the marriage happens before the infidelity. And that break happened, you know, two and a half decades before I got there. So the home was wrecked already. I was not the Home Wrecker."
Every time I step outside my front door, I'm subconsciously indexing all the important things I need to be aware of. Cars, buses, cabs, anything that moves and could break my spine? Check. Where I'm going, how to get there, and what time it is? Check. Is that dog poop on the sidewalk? Yes. But the remaining percentage of my brain? It's focusing on breasts. If it's between catching a train and taking an extra 10 seconds to stare at the top half of some woman digging in her purse for her cell phone, I'm missing the train. It has to end. I must become Spartacus to Breasts' Rome. Here is my plan.