male friends
Hint: He's right under your nose and number one on your speed-dial.
Women always seem to ask me where all the good men are, as if these near-mythical dudes are hiding behind bushes, chained up in some vampire's basement, or are just rare and elusive, like the snow leopard. Normally, I have to resist responding, "Maybe the good guys are just avoiding you." But the answer to this frequent, lovelorn lament is simple: The good men are right under your $#@% nose. And that's the damn truth. The Frisky: 5 Ways Women Try To Impress Men (And Why They Don't Work)
That's right, ladies. The good men you pine for are … Read More
Of course, we don't NEED any guy (but these four are good to have around).
There comes a time in every woman's life when she finds herself blissfully boyfriend-less. During this era, aforementioned lady may not even have a Saturday night makeout session or 7th-grade-style soda date. Indeed, sometimes she's bereft of even a wink from across the room. Not even an errant text from an ex or cat call from the construction site. It happes to the best of us. Text Message Flirting For Beginners
Sometimes. There's. Just. Nothing. A spell dryer than Joan Rivers' sense of humor.
Which is why it's imperative to have an arsenal of testosterone at your disposal. … Read More
After breaking up with her fiance, one woman finds support in her male friends.
When the s**t hit the fan with the ex, I immediately called three people—two close girl friends and my mom. For a long time, they were the only people I told and certainly the only people I leaned on for support. And they were amazing, in so many ways. But as more people in my life started to find out, I was utterly stupified by how hugely compassionate and kind all of them were, but especially my male friends. (Yes, including the three that have driven me to go on a six-month sex sabbatical...)For starters, having my fiancé get … Read More
Rajul appreciates the fact that man or woman, all hearts feel the same.
Cheers to another lazy, summery Sunday afternoon. I was laying back and sipping on some chilled Riesling today on the deck in my parents' backyard with my best guy friend, Esco today when I realized something. I've been so boy-crazy lately that I forgot how much fun a platonic relationship with a man is. No humping, no flirting, no tension—just chilling. And bitching about the opposite sex, which is fun since you get a fresh point of view and all of these new defense tactics that men like to employ.
It's ironic because I'm on … Read More
