What do you get when you cross a sensual 73-year-old woman with a 33-year-old single father in a salsa bar in Manhattan? No, this isn't a set up for some obscure, bar bar joke. Rather, it's the premise for the premiere episode of TLC's new series Strange Sex.
People say that insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Then allow me, Keysha Whitaker, to declare myself insane ... at least in my dating life. I'm a 31-year-old woman of color who keeps dating the same type of man, over and over. Unfortunately, they often end up being jailbirds, pathological liars and rehab projects to whom I've loaned money, written resumes, forgiven lies, posted bail and bought clothes. Now I feel I'm in type purgatory: the place where good girls who've made one too many bad dating choices go to suffer.
Reaching our mid-30s can be fabulous. That's something we learned from watching our girls in Sex and The City. Except, when our birthday finally dawns on us and we start to look at our future and think about how quickly this age crept up on us and how quickly the next year will, too. What often crowds our minds at this age are our biological clocks. By 30 and continuing into our 40s, all we can hear is a faint, imaginary murmur from our anxious tubes: tick-tock, tick-tock. It's this "sound" that, according to new research from the University of Texas Austin, that drives us to "capitalize on our remaining childbearing years." In layman's terms, we have sex and lots of it.
Having trouble getting over a former flame? Well, you’re certainly not alone and according to new research, like many other things in life, you can blame it on biology.
Episodes of The Bachelorette tend to be "the most shocking and dramatic yet"—thanks, Jake and Vienna—so we revel in the hometown dates episodes, which lean sweet rather than shocking. This week, on The Bachelorette, we got the hometown dates. Although Ali assured her bachelors that her decision had nothing to do with their families, we can't help but think that had Kirk's father been an avid coin collector instead, Kirk's chances of being in the final three might not have been so slim. Watching Ali's tearful goodbye, we got to thinking: how much can you tell about a significant other by meeting their family?
The New York Times recently ran a story about a woman upset with her husband's burial plans. In short: he didn't want one. His wish? To live forever. Should we discuss death while dating? Could it be a marriage deal breaker?
Of all the personal essays I've written, "Why Marrying For Money Isn't A Totally Bad Idea" has provoked the biggest response. Some of the things written about the post, and about me, are so untrue that I'm not sure the author actually read the essay all the way through. But it's clear to me — both from the tone of the comments and from seeing the piece run with "fresh eyes" for a second time — that I did not explain myself and my beliefs very well. I think that instead of being speculative, I should have gotten more personal. So. Here we go, again...
My very first column for Lemondrop was about the various methods I've used to reject women over the course of my adult lifetime. I've used carefully nicknamed techniques and others over the years (perhaps in a later column I'll divulge my patented "It's Not You, It's Carl Weathers" brush off), and I've also been rejected by countless women in countless ways in turn. Really, there's no good way to dump somebody.
The dudes have spoken: their favorite hairstyle on a woman is thick, long waves—think Blake Lively's California girl mane. But if you're not naturally blessed with cascading surfer-girl waves—or can't afford Lively's stylist—you can still get the sexy beach look that guys love, at home in 5 easy steps.
You’re pretty sure he’s into you. But are you into him? You're really just not that into him if. . .