We've teamed up with Astroglide, maker of personal lubricants and other sexy products, to seek out advice on a very real and dreaded part of the post-breakup period: avoiding ex sex! Between now and February 12, tell us the best way to avoid ex sex and you'll be entered to win fabulous Astroglide prizing.
I’m not a trust fund baby, nor do I have a sugar daddy. I just want to see the world with my husband, so I quit my job, packed my bags and left. My marriage has never been the same.
Being "too thin" may sound like a problem most women would give anything to have, but my reality is different. My culture places a greater emphasis on being curvy. I didn't realize the irony of my "problem" until I started working in a predominantly caucasian office. Most of my coworkers with were obsessed with being skinny. It was strange to me; all of these women were struggling for a body like mine, but when I looked at them, I secretly wished I were their size.
From websites devoted to fat-shaming celebrities to "thinspiration" Pinterest boards, it’s safe to say there's a pervasive message out there: women should be skinny in order to be beautiful. And it's not men who are applying the pressure. Women are consistently more critical of other women than men are to women. Why are we so hard on one another?
The 5 Money Personalities: Speaking the Same Love and Money Language, a new must-read from married financial experts Scott and Bethany Palmer (aka "The Money Couple"), says putting an end to money arguments isn't about balancing a budget — it's about understanding your and your spouse's emotional approach to spending.
Over a period of five years following my divorce, I slept with a few hundred women. I was promiscuous, so I was called a sex addict. But is this label even valid — especially since there’s a view among some experts that sex addiction isn’t even a diagnosable condition? It’s very easy to scandalize behavior that deviates from the norm. Was I in need of help, or was I just loose?
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I was never one of those little girls who dreamed of her wedding day. In fact, I've only vaguely considered it. I know I want an elegant, traditional ceremony. I imagine my future wife in a white dress, bouquets of lilies and guests celebrating the most important day of our lives. My hope of a traditional wedding, however, ends there. There’s no such thing as a traditional gay wedding ... not yet, anyway.
Yesterday, an op-ed on FoxNews.com — a publication I do not make a habit of reading — sent the internet into a tailspin. Its conservative author, Susanne Venker, is a woman with whom I’m certain I have next to nothing in common. Venker’s essay was pummeled by Jezebel, Refinery29 and The Awl – three sites I respect thoroughly and read on the regular. When I finally followed the trail back to Venker’s original piece, I fully expected my head to explode from rage. Instead, something worse happened. Something that caused me much distress.
Imagine never having to think about maintaining your bikini area — ever. Believe it or not, hairy legs, fuzzy pits, and 'no hair down there' are a way of life for plenty of women. That means skipping directly over the pre-date deforestation process and straight to outfit selection. We asked two women who live the no-shave lifestyle (and not just in November) to reveal what it's really like to live and love in a follicle-phobic society.
When the news arrived last Friday that the beloved General David Petraeus had cheated on his wife of 37 years with his biographer, Paula Broadwell, I almost ignored it as a non-event. In a different world, I would perhaps be shocked myself. But having lived it, I think the answer to why this happens is much simpler than we wish to believe.
It seems like a million years ago that I was an introverted, closeted lesbian, forced to spend every day in a suffocating classroom, in a rural farm community. Looking at me now, you would probably never know that I came from a primarily white, protestant, homophobic town in Southeast Michigan. Now, I confidently wear a James Dean-esque haircut and boxer briefs, but, just six years ago, I was struggling to come out in a high school where it was commonplace for prominent gay figures to be slandered.
How can you tell if you're nagging? Our experts sound in on the telltale signs.
Tom was English, an army vet and dirty in a way that made me think he would be good in bed. I was somewhat mistaken. Things went from blah to worse when I realized that we went to bed at the exact wrong time in my menstrual cycle. Too bad about my comforter...
"Put down the toilet seat!" "Clean the gutters!" "Change the light bulb!" These 'obvious' bits of nagging are actually the laziest forms of relationship clichés. [Yawn.] Not all women are naggers, and not all men are nag-ees. That said, nagging does happen. And because it's so hard for men and examples. (I may have exagerrated just a little, but you get the point.) What You Say: "Oh, are you playing Madden again?" What He Hears: "Video games are for teenage boys or fat virgins. When will you grow up and become a man with self-respect? You disgust me."