If your boyfriend or husband views the Super Bowl like a Twi-hard does Robert Pattinson, then listen up, sweetie—you're going to have some significant competition for his attention that first Sunday of February. But that's OK; nowhere on the calendar does it say one must cover one's self in team colors and cheer at a wall of TV screen come Super Bowl Sunday. Here are some football-free alternatives.
Some situations don't lend themselves to easy gift giving, so we consulted a relationship expert and a dating coach for advice on how to gift in all sorts of awkward situations.
Cook together this holiday season! Here are five recipes you can make as a team: hazelnut butter cookies, cherry-orange-walnut rugelach, bourbon-pecan christmas bread pudding, herb-roasted Cornish game hens, cognac-herb gravy.
We asked women from some of the web's top sites to share their holiday wish lists with us, in hopes of every lady getting a great gift this year. Who better to ask than women whose job it is to worm deep into the crannies of the female mind?
Let's admit that as much as we love our guys and say we'll value any gifts they get us, there's a little disappointment when the pretty package under the tree actually contains a scarf or gift card. Same goes for him, instead of a generic tie, lead buy example and buy a gift that actually suits him. We've done the dirty work for you: here are great finds for every type of guy, and for every budget.
Thanksgiving is sexy holiday, and Thanksgiving dinner, a sexy meal. Say what? That's right: what happens at the Thanksgiving table has been proven to get the blood flowing, and we're not talking about your blood pressure.
Picture it: You’re surrounded by strangers. Or some that you’ve only met once. (Or some that you’re told you’ve met, but you have no recollection of. Sorry, Uncle Dave.) Easy talking points to get you through a marathon meal with his family, and how to prep for the event like a pro.
We went to his apartment to walk his dog and, inevitably, kissed again. It was exciting, after the months of build-up. That is, until he suddenly pulled away. It turns out I looked like his aunt.
A formerly overweight newlywed discovers that feeling sexy on her honeymoon is not about being thin. "I was running four miles a day, panting through countless crunches, and bleeding sweat on the Stairmaster at the gym, and for what? Well, like every other woman in America, I wanted to feel sexy. But more than that, I wanted to look sexy for my soon-to-be husband. I was two months from getting married. My hunt for sultry lingerie and swimsuits for our Cancun honeymoon had sent me into hysterics."
These days, it seems, everyone wants to bed a vampire. Their combination of unearthly beauty, perfect chivalry and dangerous nature make them irresistible to women. True Blood's Bill Compton and Twilight's Edward Cullen are the stuff of fiction, however there is, in fact, a community of people who identify as vampires. So what's it like to date a real-life vampire? YourTango investigates.
Some women love to pick at their boyfriend's or husband's pimples. Why? It might go back to our roots as primates, for whom grooming is a normal part of intimacy. And, surprisingly, the author of this story found a sorority of 'pickers' who are as enthusiastic about the practice as she is.
After two and half years together and a few short domestic trips, my now-husband and I put our relationship to the test with a two-week jaunt through China. Sure, hiking the Great Wall, braving squatter toilets, and eating breakfast with chopsticks were all an adventure, but the real challenge of vacationing together was spending every minute together for 15 days straight. If you think your relationship is up to the test, do yourself (and him) a favor by following my hard-learned tips…
Mary Ann Winkowski communicates with "earthbound ghosts," those who have yet to cross into the white light (yes, Winkowski says, it exists). She's not to be confused with a medium—a person who can communicate with those who've already "crossed over." YourTango caught up with her recently via phone, to find out what relationship insight she could share, given her unique ability to talk to ghosts.
For years, I've heard horror stories of the Brazilian bikini wax. Getting down on all fours, raising a leg like a dog peeing on a tree, spreading my butt cheeks to allow a complete stranger to apply hot wax in the most private crevices of my body—these didn't seem like things I needed to rush out and experience (at least not in public) ... Summoning my courage, I decided that it was time to shed light on the truth behind the Brazilian.
This is one man who's happy to ask for directions. But should he trust his wife… or his new GPS? "For the last nine years, my wife has been my shining directional beacon, a kind of sit-next-to-me Northern Star. When we lived in New York City, she would send me on the subway with yellow post-it notes that detailed the stops and transfers. Without these handwritten guides, I'd likely be penning this story as an emissary of the mole people. But this year, I was given a Garmin global positioning system (GPS) as a birthday gift—a robot whose sole responsibility was to offer me the best route to take."