Would you ever date a man who'd slept with a prostitute? Or could you even? It's a question of morals and values, or maybe only what we can overlook in a relationship and what just simply can't. It's different for everyone. When The Gloss recently surveyed a handful of women on the topic, they got a wide variety of answers.
Dear _________, Thank you for posting your prostitution ad on Craigslist. I'm not being sarcastic. Why am I thanking you? Because if you hadn't responded, I might have never noticed I wasn't being a partner. Because of you, I chose to stay married.
We read the news today that Nevada County legalized male prostitution and in response the Shady Lady Ranch brothel hired an earnest young man. Our first thought: What woman in her right mind would pay for sex?
Reckless Tortuga brings us another great PSA on dating! This one explains, very simply, why women are so annoyed with men who try to talk to them. The bottom line: Just TALK to her!
Yes, either. 25% Current, but not former. 2% Former, but not current. 34% No, thank you. 39%
Love Bytes: three must click sex, dating and relationship links. Vince Shlomi, the ShamWow pitchman, is apparently better at picking up spilled liquids than hookers. [Huffington Post] Justine Lai likes painting portraits of presidents. Presidents and her. Together. Having sex. [Asylum] Three dates and too many text messages later, she feels smothered. But is he being overly eager, or is she being overly standoffish? [Dear Sugar] Between all the different forms of technology, I hear from him every single day, if not twice daily. How can I gently ask him to slow it down? I don’t want to embarrass him, but I don’t want him to totally kill the spark, either.
Love Bytes: three must click sex, dating and relationship links. Twittering your way to a breakup, lending money to a lover and dining with prostitutes.
In the virtual world of Second Life, users can be anything they want and even make money at it. Some have even taken to turning tricks. "Palela Anderson" is one of these cyber prostitutes. And in a typical night of work, she can earn up to 3000 Linden Dollars. For those of you who don't speak Second Life, that's about $13.
I've been in the infidelity situation from all angled: the cheated upon, the cheater, the cheatee. My experience at the tender age of 17 as the cheated upon has clearly informed my ethics in this matter. Responsiblity counts. As the cheater, I've apologized. As the cheatee, I haven't, but I would if I was ever confronted. Maybe it's naive of me to compare two horny high school students with former NY Gov. Eliot Spitzer, a married public figure and father of three children. I do realize the two situations are not comparable at all. But I think what any "woman scorned" wants is remorse. Does that mean all call girls and strippers should apologize to the wives and girlfriends of the men who see them? No, that would be impossible. But high class call girl Ashley Dupre became famous due to Client Number Nine and surely not a day goes by where Silda Spitzer does not think about her. The ex-governor has said "I'm sorry" to his wife countless times; now Ashley Dupre really has no other choice but to show remorse as well. So I think it's responsible, respectable -- a little bit classy, even -- for Dupre to give a remorseful shout-out to scorned wife, Silda Spitzer, on 20/20. Gawker reports that during her interview with Diane Sawyer, to air on Friday, Dupre offers Silda Spitzer a simple, "I'm sorry for your pain." It's not much, but it's something. And in a situation where there don't seem to be many clear "winners," that seems to be enough.
You don't have to be former Gov. Eliot Spitzer's $1,000-a-night "friend" Ashley Dupre to be fretful of how Wall Street's plummet is effecting one sector of working girls: Slate.com wonders "What the Financial Crisis Means For High End Prostitutes?" But what author Sudhir Venkatesh (who wrote the memoir, Gang Leader For a Day, which I'm told is incredible) discovered about high-end sex workers in hard economic times may surprise you: many pink-slipped former captains of industry (also known as Big Swinging D*cks) don't want sex; they just need the proverbial shoulder to cry on. Comfort, not condoms.
Debauchette, you might remember, is the courtesan (she prefers the term "whoretesan," heehee) and blogger, who came to national attention when Diane Sawyer interviewed her earlier this year in the wake of the Eliot Spitzer scandal. Yesterday she wrote that three of her clients have called this week to make sure she's financially solvent. In case you're wondering too, she is. "I’m fine. I saved. I saw it coming. I live modestly," she's been telling the concerned men.
