What's going on? Is lustful passion so objectifying that it negates tenderness? Is it so difficult for us to accept all that we are? Why can't we be mothers and fathers, needy children, able businesspeople, and also vixens and studs when the time is right?
John Gray helps a woman figure out what her guy likes in bed with talking about it.
Esther answers a question about sexual frequency in committed relationships.
Casanova himself couldn't keep up with the ideals of romance set forth by today's helpful movies, but hypothetical help is on its way! If you find yourself intimidated by keeping up with the Bridget Joneses, and settling for nothing instead, RoMints might be for you. RoMints are delicious, bite size nuggets of romance anyone can pull off for tiny scraps of cash and commitment.
I'm here to tell you that romance is easily summed up in one word: Fabio. Oh, yes, the long, blond hair, the gleaming hunks of waxed man-cleavage shown off by a shirt that's undone but still tucked in: these are the hallmarks of romance. I'm kidding, of course. That may be the stereotypical image of romance, and most certainly of romance novels, but that's not romance itself—not by a long shot. Here's what is.
