Online dating threw me an unexpected curveball: my career. As a professional writer, I gave men an easy topic to make conversation about in their initial flirtacious emails: "Where do you work? What do you write about?" The problem is, these men already knew my first name was Jessica; I knew that as soon as I gave them any other clue about my work, they'd be off and Googling. That's certainly what I did to a fellow JDating journalist who worked at a major entertainment magazine told me he once interviewed Blake Lively: it took three seconds to figure out his real identity.
Today the Daily Bedpost turns us on to The Great Big Chart of Fetishes, a color-coded flow-chart of sorts, listing and linking various sexual proclivities to one another. (The chart is photo-free and safe for work, unless you've got an eagle-eyed boss, or a screen that projects onto a wall—hey, it happens.)
Before fantasy-loving readers get huffy, don't worry, the site was created with good-natured ribbing in mind. While some of the forum topics address the serious relationship cracks that a fantasy-sport obsession could only widen, many times the issues are addressed with humor; the point being that having a man around who also happens to regularly check game scores on his phone is better than not having him there at all.
Weddings may be all about the details, but gone are the days when fretting over minor points was constricted to the colors of candied almonds and what dresses the bridesmaids will wear. The New York Times reported this weekend some couples now dictate what guests should wear. Everyone knows never to wear white to a wedding, but now some guests are instructed on their wedding invites not to wear outfits that will clash with the flowers, candles... and other guests. Couples are asking friends and fam to wear all white, or pastels, for example, presumably so no one clashes in photos.
When you feel like you're the last single girl you know, jump online: There are dating sites for fitness fanatics, hotties with herpes, and gold diggers. What's this? You're not a cyclist with genital sores who's planning to marry up? Lucky for you there are plenty of mainstream dating sites as well. But even virtual pickup centers that cater to everyone have a demo they do best. Our friends over at awesome new lady-site Lemondrop (welcome to the web gals!) have a breakdown of the male/female ratio and average ages on various dating dotcoms.
I hear "romance novel" and a few things spring immediately to mind: Fabio, bad prose and women sitting in La-Z-Boys, smoking Virginia Slims in their housecoats. I'm not talking about soapy chick lit or emotional love tales, like those that Nicholas Sparks writes. I'm talking about the kind that use verbs like throbbing and aching and feature topless hunks on the cover. While the book business continues to falter, romance novels continue to sell. In fact, a 2004 market analysis showed that the romance genre accounted for 40 percent of all books sold that year. With this in mind, I decided it's time to stop judging these books by their covers and take a peek inside.
Would you date someone with an STD? Would you want them to be honest about it? Honesty is understood at PositiveSingles.com, an online dating community for those who reject a life of seclusion as part of their STD-prognosis. Whether they have HPV or HIV, members can use Positive Singles to find romance, friendship, or simply support. Each member's specific STD is cited on their profile alongside otherwise-standard information, and users can sift through profiles by searching for specific STDs or any other information. Genital herpes and HPV seem to be most prevalent on the site, according to a Love Buzz browse. As for profiles, photos can be posted but are not necessary, making anonymity totally possible. But, by and large, you'd be hard-pressed to find a member with horns, or any scarlet letter whatsoever. In fact, most members who post pictures are pretty good-looking–so much so that the vast number of photo-free profiles is a bit disappointing.
Reading Funkybrownchick is like settling in with a wise, cheeky girlfriend. FBC blogger Twanna A. Hines—also a freelance writer and columnist for Nerve.com—manages to be edgy and raw without crossing into obscenity. Tackling the New York City single dating scene in her three-year-old blog, FBC covers topics from interracial dating to her penchant for foreign men and celeb crush, Paul Walker. FBC's frank talk about love, sex and dating (she's gone on 80-100 dates in NYC) hits home with a wide range of audiences. She told us best in her own words:
Does anyone stay together "'til death do us part" anymore? London's Daily Mail reports that co-habitating couples who never marry (think: Brad and Angelina) split up more frequently than married couples. Granted, that might not be saying much considering the divorce rate: in both the U.S. and the U.K., about half of marriages end in splitsville.
You deserve a few laughs—it's Friday! Head over to Nymag.com and read a hilarious-yet-cringe-inducing post by Neel Shah, "How Not To Hit On Models: A Primer." Unless you're easily offended, that is. Nymag.com sent Radar magazine's Neel—who is, in fact, eye candy but nevertheless gets his posts tagged under "douchebag diary"—over to a Prada party to see how badly he could crash and burn at picking-up the lovelies.