I love men. There's just something about them as a population that drives me crazy. Every once in a while, I'll see a man do something, say something, or act a certain way, and I fall in love with the Y chromosome all over again. One of the perks of having a serious boyfriend was being able to see all the wonderful 'man' things on a regular basis. From the sexy things, like watching him putting on a tie (oh yeah, it gets to me), to the sweet things, like him coming up from behind and wrapping me in his arms—they all just killed me. Even some seemingly boring things had me smitten. Shaving, for instance—don't ask me why, but I swear I could watch that man shave every day and never get bored.
We'd love to see more studies before we call this a bonafide 'trend' but it's certainly food for thought. What gives, ladies? We thought that old saying "women love assholes" was just a stereotype. What is it about a guy who lies you and only cares about himself that screams "sleep with me!"?
New research suggests that heterosexual women are equally turned on by men and women, reports The New York Times. It's not gender, says Dr. Meredith Chivers, but the degree of sensuality, in the new documentary, "Bi the Way." Researchers have spent more than 10 years trying to pinpoint arousal differences between straight, gay, and bisexual individuals. Whereas gay men tend to be aroused by same-sex imagery, women are aroused by both.
Well, it was bound to happen. Neatly groomed faces, color-coordinated outfits and a sincere interest in yoga had their heydays as emblems of the metrosexual. Now, it seems, the scruffy, rough and tumble, "I-care-more-about-diesel-fuel-than-Diesel-Jeans" man is back, kicking his manicured incarnation to the curb. We started seeing it on the faces of our male friends, husbands and boyfriends this past winter, when nary a clean-shaven chin was to be found. Well-fitted pants have started to sagâ€”as straight men embrace the "just out of bed" look on a literal level. And good luck getting Madonna into a playlist now that her adopted child is bigger news than her latest album release.
We took an informal poll (by "informal" we mean the guys in the office) to glean what men think of the SATC phenomenon that will sweep the country tonight as the box office opens for Carrie et al. Turns out, more than general apathy about the she-power that is Sex and the City, these men can't run fast or far enough from it.
According to researchers at the Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences at Indiana University, women got the most classifications right. Looking at the men, they noticed that a few patterns emerged: Not only were guys more likely to interpret friendly gestures as sexual overtures, they also did the converse, reading actual come-ons as signs that you "just wanted to be friends." (Call it the Have It Your Way Theorem.)
woman looking in the mirrorBeauty is a curious thing. More accurately, the perception of beauty. While reading Violet Blue's most recent piece for the San Francisco Chronicle, I sympathized with her as she endured countless negative comments from readers—specifically those of a personal nature, such as her physical characteristics, rather than her writing or opinions. Our own contributors, like "Marriage Without Monogamy" writer Dan Eldridge, have experienced this mean-spirited jabbing, which seems so much easier when hidden behind a keyboard. Long story short, her column brought up a good point (from a burlesque dancer, no less) when it comes to beauty and judging such fragility...
Mat Boggs and Jason Miller traveled the U.S. in an RV to find the secrets to lasting love. They asked couples married forty years or more to share what made their marriages last. 12;000 miles; 25 cities; and 250 interviews later; both guys are older; wiser; and; perhaps most importantly; single!
Some guys love sports so much that, well, it sometimes seems like they'd rather spend time filling out brackets than talking with you. Carrie Melago's boyfriend is obsessed with March Madness; in this essay she explores his love of college basketball, and her love for him. "Jon turned to me and smiled. 'Can you hand me the sports section?' he asked. I suppose I should have expected this: It is mid-March, the time when many a man's fantasy turns to college hoops. In the coming weeks, I knew from experience, there would be brackets to fill out and seemingly endless games to watch with hawk-like vigor. But that wasn’t all. For three weeks a year, Jon logs endless hours on the phone talking to friends, who discuss players as if they know them. Is J.R. Reynolds an old buddy from college I haven't met yet?, I’ll wonder. Oh, right, no, he’s a guard at U.V.A."
See what a year of online dating does to one author. In the first few months, I went on seven first dates that went nowhere fast. I received four "winks." I ignored six men. Four men ignored me. Then, as winter gave way to a glorious spring, I experienced my first sustained epistolary romance. I received a lovely note from a fellow writer. Within nine days we had exchanged 57 emails...