It's easy to forget what's so great to be in a committed relationship with someone. Recently we were reminded just what it is about having a boyfriend that is so fun.
We hear about relationships torn apart by internet porn addiction, but where are the support groups for smut-lovers like me, who suddenly and inexplicably get turned off by porn when they fall in love? Before I met my boyfriend, I was visiting youporn.com about a half an hour a day, hunting through dozens of clips to find the one most perfectly calibrated to turn me on. After I met my boyfriend, my visits to the site dropped off in equal proportion to how much I was getting off with a flesh-and-blood human being.
Women are the traditional consumers of self-help books, but guys need advice too. And what better way to find out what goes on inside his head than to read dating advice written by and for men? (Some might say you could ask him, but where's the fun in that?) In this spirit we bring you this piece by men's lifestyle expert, Oliver "Ali" Nejad, who fills you in on how men approach rebound relationships.
The US Food and Drug Administration (FDA) announced Wednesday that it had approved the first-ever generic form of the emergency contraceptive pill known as Plan B (levonorgestrel), manufactured by Watson Laboratories, Inc. At the current time, however, the generic version of Plan B will be made available only to young women ages 17 and younger and will require a doctor's prescription.
After the television cameras faded to black and the limelight went dim, Cutie and his lover quietly crept off to the alter to tie the knot and make their union official. On Tuesday, the displaced priest (who because he has not been formally removed by the Vatican is still technically a Catholic priest) married his long-time girlfriend of two years, Ruhama Canellis, reports the Associated Press.
No longer content to just smile and start over, women want answers from the men who waved them goodbye. Luckily, one male writer was brave enough to offer up a few suggestions as to why guys dump girls they dig. We're not saying we agree with them, but listen up ladies. You'll need to know how to deal if on the receiving end of one of these excuses.
1. Keep all your guys in one place. While The Bachelorette gets to live all by her lonesome in a big, beautiful mansion, her men sleep side by side on bunk beds in the Bachelor Barracks. This strategic move was made a few seasons ago in an effort to separate the "stinky" from the selected few. One by one, the men are invited to move into the mansion with Jillian but only after she's memorized their name and has extended them a special rose. This smart maneuver teaches us that distance does make the heart grow fonder, especially when it comes to dating multiple men. The last thing a girl needs when she's got more than one guy on her mind is a pop quiz around every corner.
Puppy. Kitten. Bunny. Just the names we give to pets have connotations of cute, adorable, fluffy, and cuddly. Generally, everyone adores pets, and animal-haters are often categorized with the like of terrorists and murderers. After all, who could ever hate on Lassie?
I found myself in that precarious situation this past weekend. I was hangin' out when I was approached by a fine specimen of a man. He was tall, dressed really well and his smile made me melt. We totally hit it off and soon found ourselves making out in the bar like we were Freshmen at a frat party.
His girlfriend's mother had Alzheimer's; visiting her allowed him to comfort them both. "When Anne first asked me to join her on one of her weekly visits I agreed, thinking that we would pop in and say "Hi" to a confused old woman, chat for a few minutes and be on our way. Instead, I witnessed the change in the relationship between parent and child."
"Sex is everywhere in The Girlfriend Experience, except there's no sex," one critic commented. "We come to understand that Soderbergh is less interested in sex work than he is in work." And so it seems The Girlfriend Experience really is a movie based upon the relationships, not the raunchy bits, of Manhattan's highest paid hookers.