By: Malia Karlinsky, Love and Sex Editor from GalTime. “The relationship between what you eat and your sex life is like the fuel you put into a car,” says nutritionist Elizabeth Somer. “Pump the nutritional equivalent of sawdust into your body and you are more likely to feel like a jalopy than a race car. Put high-octane foods into that system, rev it up with a bit of exercise and you will pump up your thrill quotient and reconnect with the Maserati within.”
If it was up to me I would get rid of LOVE from the dictionary. I would even go so far as to completely remove it from our vocabulary. And to go ever further I would imprison anyone who uttered the word love from their mouth. I would then replace it with a different four letter word. One that also begins with “L”. But this word would be easier to understand and would not cause so much confusion in your life.
Ladies, Have you ever been made to feel silly, stupid or simple when trying to buy a car? You are not alone, and even though women make up a full 51% of auto purchases in the US, and influence 96% of all car sales, the majority of car dealerships are still sub par when it comes to treating women fairly.
Condoms get a bad rap. We understand and sometimes even agree, but it's certainly not deserved in all cases. (We'll get to that.) With every new relationship comes the uncomfortable but critical "talk" about health status. This means disclosing if and when you've been tested for HIV and STI's, deciding if you need to schedule a test, and discussing the preventative measures you will take (condoms and/or dams) to stay safe. Even in monogamous, long-term relationships, today's women are weighing their contraceptive options more carefully.
When I was a young girl, I played with Barbie dolls. I had a whole collection of them; about 20 or so of all of these different forms of beautiful, blonde and skinny-curvy Barbies. I read the fairy tales of beautiful princesses being rescued by handsome wealthy powerful princes and was essentially brainwashed into believing that somehow my body, my hair and my eyes weren't good enough. I grew up believing that I needed to be taller, I needed to be skinny...and that somehow God didn't know that I was supposed to have straight hair!
I have never met anyone dating a nagger. For some reason, the nagging doesn’t exist in the dating world. Since nagging is generally a female quality, I sometimes wonder if this is part of the man’s reasoning for being reluctant to get married. Men most likely grew up watching their mom nag their dad or some other guy, and understood this was part of her marital right or obligation. Women who don’t think they nag are often the worst naggers.
I’ve been delinquent in writing here lately, but it certainly is not because I’ve been lazy. Or maybe I have. A saying I ponder often is: busyness is a form of laziness. I know it is true for me. There is a never ending stream of “things to do.” Email, chores, clients to see, family duties, email, paying bills, keeping in touch with people, articles to both read and write, shopping, email, books to read, videos to watch, facebook, ema
I can only imagine how different parenting would feel if I viewed it as a prison instead of a privilege. Parenting is the toughest job on earth, and can push our buttons beyond anything we’ve known. It’s also the greatest privilege, for where else do we have daily access to a living, breathing angel? Where else are we so close to representatives of God, to these beings whose hearts shine with unadulterated purity and grace? And where else do we have daily opportunities to see our growing edges so we can work to expand them?
Fear’s entire mission in life is to keep you safe from the risk of loving. It sees love as a dangerous cesspool where the invisible sea creatures lurk beneath the dark surface, waiting to snatch you into their murky waters. Fear believes that if you risk your heart through committed loving you will endure unbearable loss: you will either lose yourself in some way or you will lose your partner. Either way, fear tells you to run because it’s trying to protect you from an unpredictable risk.
It’s that time of year again! Are you one of the women for whom the appearance of Sports Illustrated’s swimsuit issue inspires shock and awe ... shock at your image in the mirror and awe for her beauty? Did cover model, Kate Upton, just up the standard for sexy, sensual and hot for you? It’s very hard to ignore how eagerly men await this annual jaw dropping exercise!! Where does that leave 99% of humanity?