Summer is a sexy time. We show more skin, we’re generally in better moods, and the nights are warm enough to have sex outside… Maybe. If you want.
Alfresco preferences aside, here are some of the most epic love/sex news and trends that went down this summer.
Same-Sex Married Couples To Get Federal Tax Recognition Regardless Of State
Fuck yeah, equality! Yesterday, the U.S. Department of the Treasury announced that when it comes to taxes, it will recognize same-sex couples’ marriages even if they live in a state that does not. This is big big big news, so I had to include it, of course.
@ThatLooksLikeADick takes over Instagram Continue reading
“…Have sex in my childhood bedroom. Have sex wearing a football helmet. Have sex wearing a football helmet in my childhood bedroom.”
* I originally wrote this post for iEatGrass.com.
My manfriend and I watch too many movies. I guess it’s easy to make excuses about why—aside from just liking film, he works in the industry and I’m currently in stew-mode for my second screenplay. Whatever the reason, we spend 90 percent of our “date nights” on Netflix Instant.
We’re probably not the only couple with stale date nights. Now don’t get me wrong, any alone time is better than no alone time, and alone time that ends in sex is a win. But what if you make your whole evening about sex?
Okay, maybe dinner first. Food and then sex. Here’s an idea: Cook dinner together. After you eat, get out the wine, sit down, pull out some paper and pens and create individual sexual bucket list. When you’re done, trade lists.
Many people make bucket lists of things they want to do before they die. They usually include things like “Go to the Eiffel tower, sky dive, write a novel, visit the birthplace of my grandparents, get impregnated by a random non-English speaking Brazilian man so my child will have a better chance of being beautiful.” Continue reading
I ate mine over greens. Manfriend had pasta.
Fall is nearly here. While it’s still balmy in Hawai’i, my East Coast heart must be able to feel the chill from 5000 miles away. Last week I was craving something hearty. Something…stewy. Something tomatoey. Here is what I came up with!
- 1 cup uncooked green lentils
- 2 cups veggie stock or water
- 1 tablespoon olive oil
- 1 medium yellow onion, diced small
- 1 small carrot, diced small
- 1 stalk celery, diced small
- 2 cloves garlic, minced
- 1 teaspoon oregano
- 1 teaspoon basil
- 1 teaspoon salt
- 8 oz can diced tomatoes
- 1/4 cup tomato paste
- 1/4 cup good red wine. (If you wouldn’t drink it, don’t cook with it.)
- 8 oz pasta. Choose your fav! Continue reading
Hey all. As you maybe know, I write about tofu and hand jobs on a few other sites aside from my own itty bitty blog, and one of them is xoJane.com, an amazing women’s lifestyle site that I adore. Last year I wrote on xoJane about how much I love my boyfriend P’s armpits, and the wacky chemicals called pheromones.
Someone over at ABC read it and asked to film me smelling him and talking about pheromones. I ignored their emails for 3 weeks because I thought it was spam. Whoops! Eventually they came over to P’s apartment when he was really hung over, and filmed him making his way from Brooklyn to Connecticut to visit me. Then they filmed us chillin at my apartment. Later, they had me choose his T-Shirt out of a slew of other dirty ones while a mildly offensive British host pretends we’re on a game show.
It was my first television experience, and a bizarre one overall, but I thought I would share it with you. The segment is on pheromone parties, and is only 8 or so minutes long. I’m at the end. The embed was being super fussy, so click the image and you’ll be redirected to the ABC site.
Yesterday was a day I got nothing accomplished. Okay, well in full disclosure, I am an Aries so “nothing accomplished” means maybe I got a lot done but not all that I WANTED to do. (Reminder: Live with intention and not expectation.)
Now that the film has wrapped, I am embarking on another huge project, but for some reason all I could do yesterday was troll the Internet. I watched #SolidarityIsForWhiteWomen take over Twitter, which was truly enlightening. And I also stumbled on 40 Days of Dating. Continue reading
Your first year of college is an amazing time of life. It’s a period of growth. It’s also a hard time, and a messy time. You’re trying to find your footing somewhere new, you’re trying to make new friends, find a good fit for yourself – you’re redefining many of the things that make you, “you.” It’s going to be awkward, sloppy, hilarious, exciting, and nerve wracking. And, thanks to new freedom, an abundant number of the single and willing partners, and the comfort of dorm rooms, it may be the first time in your life you have the freedom to explore your sexuality. No more awkward car handies for you!
That being said, here are some things to take in mind as you head off to campus this fall. I’m not going to tell you what to do…but I am going to suggest a few things NOT to do. Because that’s totally different, right?
Just for fun I am peppering this post with embarrassing photos of myself from my freshman year of college. All of these incriminating photos I managed to find on the Internet despite me naively thinking they were no longer available. Yet another thing NOT to do…. Continue reading