OK Ladies, we’ve all had those fantastic nights where we are out with a guy and things are going better than expected. Whether we started the night with him (a.k.a a date) or we met him that night, you are hitting it off with this guy, drink after drink, dance after dance, touch after touch. You stay until last call, neither one of you wanting the night to end, so you end up back at…"Shameless Survival for Every Single Girl"
Last night I had a slew of request to meet up for drinks, but the 3 main contenders were 2 new guys (one very cocky) and Mr. Navy Man (swooooooon). I decided to meet the non-cocky new guy and kept Mr. Navy Man waiting in the wings. Now, this is where I need to give you the background info on Mr. Navy Man and I so that you will understand the rest of the night.…"Always Have A Plan B!"
This weekend was a busy one! Friday night was a much needed ladies night with my BFF– went out for drinks and dinner and more drinks, had a slumber party except we didn’t partake in the “slumber” part of the part until 4 am! Saturday I had back to back dates lined up. Date #1 I am going to naaaaaaame….Mr. Body because he’s a personal trainer. Mr. Body and I had plans to meet up…"A Tale of Two Guys"
I don’t typically write public service announcements for you, dear readers, but I feel this one is a must because it happened to me. Throughout most of my adult life, I’ve tried various birth control pills and the birth control patch. I’ve never been someone who is comfortable taking medication (not even an Advil unless I REALLY have to) so I would go off and on b.c pills at various times. In September of 2010…"My Birth Control Tried to Kill Me!"
Love bites, or hickeys as we more commonly call them, are a pain in the neck to hide and even harder to get rid of. A quick Google search just now produced 35,600 results. That’s a lot of people producing websites on how to rid yourself of these unsightly brandings that scream “guess-what-I-did-last-night” For anyone interested, here are a few things I’ve tried: putting ice on the area ASAP help reduce redness but doesn’t make…"Love Bites!"
“You and you’re friend are so hot together! Can we all go back to my place?” This question (or a similar version of it) seems to spill out of the mouth of every male like verbal vomit at one point or another. What is it about the mere idea of having two women that turns men on? My best friend and I are very often asked by guys (either hers, mine or random) if the two…"Three: Company or A Crowd?"
My best friend and I are avid readers of all of the major style magazine publications. Every issue seems to be chalk full of “fabulous” ways to stir things up in the bedroom. Every month we are laughing and rolling our eyes at the tameness of these so-called sexy thrills. Are they serious? Are these PG-13 equivalent suggests really what the writers and editors consider to be bold in the bedroom? Well, if that’s the case then hold on to…"50 Sultry Summer Nights"