Do you place more importance on sex when it is available or when it isn’t available?
I notice when I get together with my singleton girlfriends, versus the coupled girlfriends, the singletons talk about sex or the lack thereof, with more frequency than the coupled girlfriends.
Memories – like some corners of my mind – are blank … Yep, you guessed it, had a major memory-loss moment, and it was in public.
The one redeeming factor: Another woman, even younger than me, couldn’t find her car either!
In a recent interview Aussie actress, Cate Blanchett, referred to the culture of plastic surgery as “absolutely bizarre.”
With her hands around her eyes she said, “… all you see are the little pinholes of terror.”
I’ve been networking on MySpace, emailing lots of girls like you and me. Especially those that might be interested in the best girlfriend wisdom I spin on this blog.
“Heavy-boned boy meets ex ice-cream scooper.” Sound like a teen love story?
As it happens, it’s a budding romance between two thirty-somethings who are getting to know each other using instant messaging.
Just because we girls can get pregnant, does that mean we have to have babies?!
This is a rhetorical question, one that I considered with disdain after I saw the new-release movie, Waitress.
Recently I heard an Italian woman speak on “The Art of Love,” but what I mainly heard her talking about was flirting as a lost art.
“Political correctness in the U.S. has discouraged flirting between the sexes,” she said. I also heard her say something to the effect of, “And now that flirting as play has been rejected, casual sex as play is the new game.”
I have several gay men friends who keep me informed about gay culture. This is a good thing, otherwise I’d be a total ignoramus apropos other ways of being in the world.
Until we’re prompted to think about it, we can easily overlook or ignore the fact that human sexuality is not as simple as we’d like to believe. Appropriately, my gay mates keep me thinking.
Whenever I hear of teens falling in love, I use Romeo and Juliet as a point of reference. It helps me get over my cynicism.
I’m not sure why the story of the sixteenth century lovers who died to be together alleviates my belief that betrothals under the age of forty constitute a starter marriage. Perhaps their drama simply reminds me that people are capable of falling in love – at any age.
Now that it’s spring, the season of new beginnings, I’ve written out a list of things I want to manifest. My list is a mile long; because there are lots of things I want.
At the top of the list is “more money.” I know that’s not very creative, after all we all want more of that – I’m sure you agree.
