John Gray and Barbara Annis' newest book, "Work with Me: The 8 Blind Spots Between Men and Women in Business," addresses the false assumptions and miscommunication between men and women, both in the workplace and at home.
John Gray and Barbara Annis' newest book, "Work with Me: The 8 Blind Spots Between Men and Women in Business," addresses the false assumptions and miscommunication between men and women, both in the workplace and at home.
Men holding hands? Women proposing? We can learn a lot from other cultures.
People have been debating whether or not men and women can be "just friends" for years. In the movies when you have a best friend of the opposite sex (that is heterosexual) your story line can only end two ways: in eternal love or in heartbreak.
Gender as we know it in simple terms, you are born a male and therefore your gender is a male or you are born a female and therefore your gender is a female. The same goes for sexuality; you are female and attracted to a male or you are male and attracted to a female (heterosexual). Then there is homosexual attracted to the same sex or bisexual attracted to both sexes.
Despite our fantasies of Don Draper or Christian Grey, it's most likely a Michael Cera type who will be able to satisfy us the most sexually. A new Yale University study published in the Sex Roles journal (yes, that exists) found that men who believe they need to be dominant during playtime are less comfortable asking women about their sexual needs.
Every time you share a recipe on Pinterest, a feminist loses her wings. Because if you happen to love cooking, especially healthy recipes, that sets the women's movement back a few decades.
Sometimes it seems like the world would be a much happier and altogether easier place if boys could just read our minds. They would finally understand the importance of watching TV dramas and why getting ready in under 30 minutes is just not going to happen.
It's long been said that hiring a person (or people) to cook, clean, nanny/teach a kid to read, pay household bills, shop and have sex would cost a pretty penny. And seemingly, only super villains and Brangelinas have the kind of foresight and cash to hire those several people. However, dear friends, a house spouse (let us not give husbands who work from the home short thrift) does all of these jobs and is NOT on anyone's payroll.
The End of Men. It's a catch-phrase we can't seem to retire, and the title of Hanna Rosin's new book about working women uprooting male power. But perhaps it's not the end of men at all—just the beginning of a newer, better version.
My mom just dropped me a gchat to ask about my day (we do that), and when I explained to her that I was in the process of hammering out why women are better than men, she aptly responded with, "Hope there's not a word limit."
Men. The word alone evokes emotions of love, hate, annoyance, frustration and more. And why shouldn't it? In my experience, they're pretty much the hardest gender to get along with.
Everyone knows that men and women are really different. We think differently and act differently because we are wired differently. I mean look at our brains and genitals: they are just plain different. Right? Wrong.
If "Fifty Shades of Grey" teaches us anything (other than that redundancy-filled fan fiction can get you on a best-seller list, so long as it's erotic), it's that men really love power.
Want to move the conversation to the topics of marriage and children? Show him photos of your niece and nephew or tell a story about a wedding you recently attended.
The book "Fifty Shades Of Grey" is rocketing up the fiction best-seller charts as well as the underwears of America's women. Because of its content, the book has inspired many essays about BDSM, sexual power and contemporary, American ladies.
I am pretty sure that sometimes a cigar is just a cigar and sometimes we really like being tied up despite having a pleasant, if unremarkable upbringing and having great respect for our friends, lovers and neighbors. Mommy and daddy issues are frequently convenient excuses for "embarrassing" desires we've been taught to believe are "sinful."