Just three days after president Obama’s historic re-election news hit the airwaves of General David Petraeus’ illicit affair with his biographer Paula Broadwell. In the days that followed not only was there talk of FBI involvement, racy emails, and harassment, but a second woman has been uncovered as yet another potential love interest for the high-ranking officer whom allegedly set off a maelstrom of potential jealousy on the part of Broadwell, and led to the uncovering of the affair and Petraeus’ subsequent resignation from his post as CIA director amid shame and innuendo. Continue reading
Sex and Relationships
I’ve been told a number of stupid, terrible, or frightening things on first dates. But here are five of the worst. Continue reading
I never leave home on a first date without my Genus Edition. It’s like carrying condoms for your brain. Continue reading
My therapist says I should take a break from the dating scene and “date myself.” You all won’t shut up about it. Here’s why I won’t do it. Continue reading
OkCupid! You can meet creepy people there. One of the best parts of being female and on OKCupid is the occasional earnestly hilarious message. Here are a few from my inbox. Continue reading
Oh, technology. There’s so much of it to go around. Our smartphones are practically on their way to being able to launch missiles. (No one tell us if smartphones can already launch missiles.) So why can’t we use them to launch an impromptu date? Well, you certainly can, silly. You can order up a date much like a pizza. Didn’t know that did you? Well, now you do. Mobile dating. The first step in securing a random hookup based on such aesthetics as appearance and liking the same coffee house — or in short — an “orchestrated serendipitous but not really meeting.” Yay? Continue reading
In today’s WTF, I read an article on HuffPo about a sexual fetish I’ve never heard of previously: balloon fetish. “Looners” as those who have this fetish are called, come in two categories, poppers and non-poppers.
Poppers get their latex love on with the anticipation of the pop as they blow their ‘life force’ into the balloon. They liken the pop of the balloon to an orgasm. Um, okay. National Geographic has a series called “Taboo” and Elle is showcased there as a popper. A dominatrix from Denver, she loves the bang she gets from the balloon popping. Continue reading
The first season of Showtime’s reality series Polyamory is nearing its end and many people are wondering what effect the show will have on the public’s perception of the polyamorous lifestyle (for those who don’t know, polyamory is the term for people who maintain loving relationships with multiple partners).
Polyamory may well have a positive effect, in that it gets people talking about a way of life that’s not familiar to many people. However there are some problems with the show that also may limit the positive effect that it could have on building awareness of the polyamorous lifestyle. Continue reading
I was originally going to write a review of the Showtime reality series Polyamory, but I think any discussion of the show needs to focus on the Douche² couple that have dubbed themselves as the architects of the San Diego polyamory movement: Kamala and Michael. I understand they are also the face of a class action suit against SuperCuts. I suspect that these individuals represent the polyamory community about as effectively as Snooki represents the average woman who lives in the New Jersey area. Continue reading
When I first ran across this handy guide by Barbara Seegmiller in a used bookstore a year ago, I fell in love with its kooky vintage greatness, for it is certainly creative and fun-loving and by following its rules you’ll definitely get…results. Published in 1986 with help from the English Department of Brigham Young University, it features a stern lecture from the then Associate Dean of BYU on the pitfalls of boredom in youth and boy does it deliver.
Packed with over 300 suggestions by the young in Seegmiller’s community on how to win over that special someone, CWtAfaD undulates wildly between the endearingly corny bad puns/clean cut fun of the ‘80s (i.e. “Give the person a pillow and with a note that says ‘Jane, I’d like you to go to the ___ with me. SLEEP ON IT, and then let me know!’”) and the clinically insane. Continue reading





