пятница, 31 мая 2019 г.

Things She Can Say That Aren’t Exactly No to a Date (but They Really Are)


Women are complicated creatures. Some are very forthright and comfortable delivering a staggering blow to a man's confidence, with a prompt and succinct "no, thank you" when asked out on a date. Others not so much. Either they kick the can down the road, hoping the lad will eventually get the hint, or they decline without saying the actual word "no." The bottom line is: Not only does no mean no... sometimes a whole lot of other answers to "You wanna grab a drink sometime?" mean no, too. Like these responses she may give you... 

1. "Work is crazy right now." Maybe work is crazy. In fact, I'm sure that it is. But I bet it wouldn't be too crazy to squeeze in a cup of coffee with Ryan Gosling. The woman who appears interested enough to "try" to find some time, yet laments just how slammed she is these days is saying no, dude. 

2. "I'll think about it." Even if she does eventually come around, there's a banner start to a relationship, and a killer story for the kids one day: "Mom told me she'd think about it the first time I asked her out." But she probably won't come around anyway. 

3. "Text me." This one is tricky. I mean, if there's a real connection—if it's so hot the owner of the bar throws on the A/C—chances are strong you're gonna lock down when you take her out right then and there, if not take her home right then and there. But the "text me" actually affords this woman the opportunity for what many refer to as the "long, slow goodbye." Which is exactly what it sounds like. 

4. "Sure, give me your number." She ain't gonna call. OK, so maybe she is; heck, maybe this is even her way to make sure the date does happen, that she's in control and she's not waiting around on your lazy ass. But that's a longshot. Maria Fontoura at Match.com advises women to, "say something like 'tell you what, why don’t you give me your number and I’ll call you.' They’ll feel like they accomplished something and leave you alone, and you’ll buy yourself some time to get away from them." Like you've got cooties! 

5. "I'm dying." Not a good sign. Seriously... What are the chances she really contracted this disease she's talking about that you've never heard of, from her stint volunteering overseas? It's a no, bro. Or you're in the middle of a Nicholas Sparks novel, which, admittedly, will have its fair share of great moments. 

6. "I'm moving." Yeah, that's another no. In this Skype day and age, two people who are genuinely interested in each other — albeit at a bar one drunken night — will want to see if there's something more there. And when exactly is this move? Is the U-Haul parked out in front of the bar? Is she surrounded by colleagues throwing her a send-off party? There's time. 

7. "I don't live around here." Um... OK? When "My train takes an hour and 15 minutes to get here" is the thought process as to why this can't happen, oof. It might not even be a lie. It could also even be a test, as in, "Just how interested in me are you?" You know what it definitely isn't? A yes.

8. "Here's 'my number.'" The *fake number. Do I really need to expound? We've all been there; we've all gotten one. It's actually fairly kind of the lass. But in this modern world, where she might just get texted on the spot, and her spot is promptly blown up, it's quickly going out of style. 

9. "I'm just getting out of a relationship" Um... So the timing is perfect, no? This statement has always perplexed men. "Rebound" is not a word that makes us cringe; moreover, we think of basketball. So the long and short of it is that she is saying no, plain and simple. 

10. "I'll see you here again this time next week." Maybe she will, maybe she won't. But for now, it's a no. It will probably stay one, too, with you hanging around that place every week at that exact same time, for months, like a dog waiting for its owner to return.



четверг, 30 мая 2019 г.

10 Dating Profile Pics to Never Upload



Whether you’re on Facebook or eHarmony (or, God help you, MySpace), a profile picture is pretty important when it comes to your love life. Chances are, that new guy or girl you’re convinced is the love of your life is going to look at your profile in depth. But, like it or not, no one cares what your activities are if you look like a freak in your photo. Here are ten types of profile pics to avoid making your own.
10. The Panorama. 

Hey, it’s great that you love traveling so much that all your pics are you in front of world monuments (or just the local baseball stadium). But where are you? Oh that is you, in the sunglasses, the hat, and the big jacket, at the base of Mount Kilimanjaro? Funny, I can’t tell a thing about you by looking at that pic.

9. The Insecurity Crop. 

Most people aren’t looking for a perfect body; they would, however, like to know what your body is like before they meet you. A super-close shot of someone’s face usually says as much about how insecure they are as it does about how hot they are.

8. The Baby Daddy Shot. 

If you have kids and you want your potential date to know that, fine. If you don’t have kids and you want your potential date to think you like kids … think again. I’m sure I’ll find out you love your nieces and nephews on our first date, but when I see them in your picture, I assume you’re the kind of guy who volunteers at a nursing home just to hit on the hot visiting granddaughters.

7. The Sloppy Snapshot.


Yeah, you just want everyone to know you’re so fun … but if a guy clicks through your first five photos and there’s a Jagerbomb in every one, he might question whether you need a date or a sponsor.

6. The Colorblind Pic.


 Using photo editing software to turn your picture black and white is great if you’re going for a romantic engagement photo. In a profile pic, it’s another form of an insecurity shot; we all know flaws show up best in full color.

5. The Stock Photo.


The picture your company takes for “Employee of the Month” is nice and all, but this isn’t a yearbook. A standard blue background and business-wear sends a message that you’re too boring to do the sort of activities where people actually take pictures.

4. The Fluent-in-Sign-Language Shot.


Hey, guys, I know you don’t know where to put your hands, but please do not put them in front of your body doing any of the following: one thumb up, two thumbs up, pointing at the guy next to you with a fake-pensive look on your face, making a “Who me?” gesture, making mock gang symbols, or demonstrating the Shocker.

3. The Outdated Photo.


If all your pics are you in college gear and college bars, rocking fashion from 2005, or simply looking way too fresh-faced to match the fact that your profile says you’re 28, we’re going to wonder what part of aging doesn’t agree with you.

2. The Hipster Pic.


Oh, girl, you’re such an individual with your dirty hair in your face and your refusal to smile. Maybe other members of the doucheoisie are attracted to the “ironic” angle at which you snapped your pic … enjoy your new boyfriend’s mustache and loft.

1. The Groupie Photo.


Which one are you again? All I see is five guys with dark brown hair in button-down shirts. That one on the left is pretty cute … oh, that’s not you? Um, well is he on Match too??



среда, 22 мая 2019 г.

Ipad, Broken Hearts & Status Updates


It's bad enough to see a couple on the street making out in the middle of the sidewalk as you're trying to push by with a bulging bag, Starbucks latte, and a tangled mess of Ipod headphones in tow. But now it seems you can't even sign onto Facebook without someone throwing kissey-faced icons and strings of mushy words across the screen.

One of my latest pet peeves surrounds the concept that some people don't know when enough is enough. When checking in on status updates, I don't need to hear that "Jane Smith is...so head-over-heels for Jon! Can't wait to see you tonight, pumpkin!" or see a million and one posts on someone's wall about how their girlfriend or boyfriend misses them...when they live five minutes apart.

We get it. You're in love. Thats nice. And yes, sometime’ s love notes (even via the computer) are a nice way to show that other person you're thinking of them while at work/class/sitting across the room. But for God's sake could you do it privately? Sneak in a personal message? It's really not too much to ask to spare the rest of the world from witnessing daily commentary.

But it's not just the statuses that update us all...

Is it just me or is it now a trend to post a million pictures of engagement rings? I am always happy to take a look at the sparkler a friend or acquaintance has received but to dedicate an entire album to that rock? Overdoing it...just a touch. The best thing I saw was an old classmate took photos of the ring...on her hand...then her hand holding a rose...then just the ring on the rose. I did get a kick out of that one but I'm sure it was not the reaction she would want her viewers to have.

Of course, the door swings both ways. Sometimes a break-up becomes quite public knowledge via the World Wide Web. When the relationship status changes from "it's complicated" to "in a relationship" to "single" to "it's complicated" within a day maybe you should be sitting in a room face-to-face with this person figuring things out as opposed to wasting time signing on and letting everyone know where you and your beau's relationship stands. This is why my colligate best friend and I decided long ago to become "married" on Facebook so the world wouldn't have to feel sorry when that little broken hearted icon pops up on the news brief.

So in short, whether you're in a relationship or not, please don't dedicate Twitter updates, Facebook status, and numerous tagged photos to your love life. A little bit here and there is just fine but once your Mom's best-friend-from-high-school's son-in-law knows that you and your on-again off-again relationship of 3 years is definitely back-on again...its time to step away from the keyboard.


In Praise Of The Dating Sabbatical


As a glamorous, perpetually harried, and extremely single career woman, I am acutely aware of the fact that I’m not going to meet the long-term romantic partner I’m looking for unless I put myself out there.  Which is why, usually, I do.  I’m on three different dating apps.  Every reasonably close friend whose judgment I trust is on the lookout for potential prospects.  At least twice a week for the past six months, no matter how tired or pressed for time I’ve been, I have fixed my hair, put on my lipstick and heels, and met a man for a drink.
I am oddly proud of the effort I’ve made, despite the fact that it has yet to have yielded tangible results.  I have many female friends who are also glamorous, perpetually harried, and extremely single.  Many of them want to find someone, but believe apps to be desperate and contrived.  (They are.  So what?)  These women have a vague fantasy of meeting someone through friends, but all their friends are either married – and friends with other married people – or other single women who are looking for the same thing.  So these idealistic friends of mine are left complaining about being single and simultaneously doing nothing to change that.
Participation in a romantic partnership does not determine the success of anyone’s life, male or female.  There are many unhappily partnered people and many blissfully single ones, and the last thing I want to do is imply that being single is a problem or a flaw.  All I’m saying is that if you want something, you have to set yourself up to possibly get it.  As I see it, even a bad date is an opportunity to learn about myself.  And by dating all the time, I’m able to maintain perspective and prevent myself from getting my heart set on one particular guy before it’s clear he’s worth it.

But in the past few weeks, something’s changed for me.  Yes, I do have a huge work deadline at the end of month, which has rendered me temporarily incapable of even thinking of anything else.  Yet even more than that, I find that I have temporarily lost interest in dating at all.  This is my dating sabbatical, and it’s awesome.
The last date I went on ended when the guy said, “You have such beautiful hair.  I can’t wait to pull it while I do you doggy style.”  (To be fair, I met him in a bar – and if I’d been able to read his profile on one of my apps, I wouldn’t have wasted thathour of my life.)  I didn’t feel threatened or unsafe; I simply told him that the night was over and that he should definitely take an etiquette class before dating anyone else.  “Also,” I told him, “Never, under any circumstances, use the words doggy style.”
Even a month ago, I would have loved telling this story at brunch.  I would have mimicked the guy’s voice, his crushed expression when I told him off, his sad, mumbled, “Sorry.”  I would have delighted in my girlfriends’ riffs and responses, and our mimosa-drunk theorizing about what kind of person would even say such a thing.
Dating requires a healthy sense of humor and a genuine curiosity about other people.  Right now, I have neither.  It’s not that I’m bitter – I can’t even muster the energy to be indignant about my last date.  I’m just completely apathetic.
It’s battle fatigue.  The sheer number of dates I’ve been on recently is staggering, and most of them have been completely forgettable.  Again, I will defend dating in volume until my dying breath.  But the other side of this practice, I think, is taking a break.
Many men are extremely boring.  Many are Libertarians.  Many think they are intellectuals because since college they have read a single book, and it is by Charles Bukowski.  These are all deal breakers – at least to me – but nobody’s perfect, and the point of dating is to get to know someone.  Most people, thank God, are not as aggressively extroverted as I am; they open up slowly, over time.  And right now, I don’t have the patience to see that through.
Here is a short life of things I’d rather be doing than dating: drinking wine with my friends, finishing the novel I can’t put down, playing hide-and-seekwith my cats.  So I’m sticking with that.  I’m also taking time to learn more about myself, to discover new hobbies and places and people who help me grow.  When I decide to start dating again – which sooner or later, I know I will – I will be even more myself, and maybe even open to dating someone I might have dismissed out of hand before (as long as he’s not a Libertarian).  I’ll be capable of being a thoughtful and receptive partner, and hopefully, I’ll be better able to discern who can offer me the same.
The point of a sabbatical is that it’s not forever.  In dating, as in all things, it’s important to be honest with yourself about your hopes and goals.  So I encourage you to do everything on purpose, as a conscious choice.  If you want to date, date, and don’t want for someone else to make it happen for you.  And if you want to take a step back, then go on with your bad self.


пятница, 17 мая 2019 г.

SEXTING: seems it has more potential to bite you in the ass than impress people with your ass



As a Loveawake panelist I am equipped to answer any and all questions on all matters of sex, relationships and nipple size, but I must admit there is one area that I am not 100% educated on: Sexting.

You see, unfortunately, the rise in sexting cropped up at the same time I entered a monogamous relationship with Mrs. FG. I missed out on the simple modern pleasure of sexting as common practice. I missed out on punctuating a promising first date with something like "Katie, had a great time at the opera tonight. Please see attached: a close up of my testicles. Pics of me posing in front of bathroom mirror to follow. Best, Amit."

Yes, here and there I'll text Mrs. FG a picture of me in Congressman Anthony Weiner's underwear as a sort of shorthand for "I miss you babe. Are we cooking or ordering in tonight?" But for the most part I feel sort of on the outs with the sexting craze.

And so this blog post, as much as any I've written previously, is a request for feedback and education. I wonder, how many of you out there regularly sext? What are the rules and common practices associated with it? Is it more fun to send or receive?

It seems it has more potential to bite you in the ass than impress people with your ass --Think: Blake, Brett, Tiger, Jesse, Rihanna, Kanye. And while nothing says, "I love you" to a guy like opening up a grainy pic of your boobs snapped in a changing room at the GAP, I wonder if it's the most prudent thing to do.
The danger of images getting into the wrong hands and eyes is nearly inescapable. Lost phones, and boyfriends becoming ex-boyfriends, almost guarantee that the loving portrait you sent in that neon thong and his sombrero will be disseminated to your friends, family and enemies as soon as you dump him.
Is there a way to protect against this? It's almost as if before you press "send" every phone should have a pop-up that reads: "remember dummy, any and all pics you send can and will def be used against you in the future. Are you sure it's worth sending a shot of your half hard-on wrapped in a ribbon?"

Ideally, a sext should have a shelf life of about 4 minutes and self-destruct afterwards, but technology hasn't quite caught up to that. Yes, you can delete a pic after receiving it, but who has time for that if you're in the middle of great Words with Friends battle or simultaneously checking into Applebees.
We live in a funny time. As we speak radio waves, satellites, and optical networks are busy delivering pics of smooching lips, hairy vaginas, tushies and boners to one another. It seems once we, as a society, get our hands on technology it's only a matter of time before we collectively ask ourselves, "Hmm, how can I use this to get laid?" Makes you realize the invention of caves only really caught on when cave guys realized chicks prefer having sex without getting rained on or eaten. And, that the first cave drawings were nothing less than primitive sexts.
So school me. What are the ins and outs of Sexting?


SEX BYTES; Free Net Nookie Hits Pros


INTERNET dating sites - and the free nooky on offer - are slowly killing the country's sex industry.
"Everyone is screaming out for work," says one parlour veteran. "It is so easy to meet for sex through internet dating sites. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad when it's free."
And the worrying decilne is confirmed by Prostitutes Collective national co-ordinator Catherine Healy, who says a reduction in the use of hookers is partly blamed on online liaisons.
"Brothel owners are certainly feeling it," she says.
Madam Mary doesn't mince her words.
"Why would a man pay for sex with a working girl who is a stranger when he can hook up for free with a stranger?
"There is physically no more work. On a Friday night in the good old days a girl could see eight men. Now it's three of four max - and a lot are only getting one."
Madam Mary is a dominatrix from Wellington's specialist bondage, discipline and sado-masochism parlour the MM Club.
She's worked with prostitutes for nine years and says her finger is on the industry's pulse. But it's not beating to the same old drum.
And Healy says Mary could be right.
"There's a significant number of people who now meet through the internet. But it's hard to know how much it has hit the sex industry."
Healy admits brothel owners are feeling the squeeze and complaining about reduced numbers, but are also blaming it on the industry going legit.
"They think prostitution law reform brought about the demise of sex work because the reforms took away the mystery."
She says the number of condoms dispensed by hookers remains the same, suggesting the industry is not so much suffering but sharing in a growing sex wave.
Madam Mary's business has not suffered because it offers something not found on dating sites.
"All of our women are `specialists' and sex is their chosen field of expertise. Show me a man who doesn't have a sexual fantasy and we will prove he's lying."

EVERYONE IS A LESSON


Whether it’s someone you pass who smiles at you or an ornery customer whose table you waited on, every single person with whom you have contact is a lesson waiting to be learned. It’s easy to learn from someone you’ve had a relationship with; someone who makes you ecstatically joyful, and those who have taught you what pain feels like. Everyone is a lesson.
I often write about how important it is to not take other people’s actions towards you personally. You could be the kindest, most courteous and lovely human being and at some point in your life, someone will make it a point to shit on you. Conversely, there are people who aren’t, by any stretch of the imagination, deserving of kindness.
The trick is to not allow how people treat you affect the way in which you view yourself. They don’t dictate you are. You do. When you remove your judgment from your interactions, you will be more likely to learn valuable lessons.
The Perpetual Sweethearts
People who are perpetually kind have either experienced nothing but kindness in their lives, or they’ve been put through the wringer and do not wish their experiences upon others. They didn’t become bitter. They chose to become better.
From the sweet, warm, and kind, we can learn to remain unaffected by all the bullshit that life throws our way. Be kind to those who aren’t so kind, but don’t do it for them; do it for you.
The Assholes
These people are everywhere. There’s an asshole that exists in each one of us as well. Everyone has a mean streak, but luckily most of us know to keep our inner asshole under wraps. I’m not sure why assholes exist, other than to allow us to appreciate the good people who treat others with respect and dignity.
Personally, I appreciate assholes because they make me love the lives of those I know are good people.
The Prima Donnas
Oh, please! Don’t even get me started. Me? Talk to that guy? UGH! He doesn’t even know what Prada IS! Be friends with her? She’s nothing but a…
Honey, get off that high horse before it bucks and you get thrown off. This type of person has so much to prove that s/he projects bullshit onto everyone else. She has no idea that nobody cares or sweats the small stuff. The presumptuous arrogance isn’t cute, but she has no idea.
The Wallflowers
The quiet ones who can easily sink into the walls just might be the most interesting people. They are either shy or simply don’t believe in small talk. These folks are mostly content with simply existing. Although social awkwardness may be what the outgoing ones see,
There are a special few who don’t feel the need to express themselves through conversing. Perhaps the wallflower you know is an intellectual introvert.
Regardless of a person’s demeanor or habits, we can easily learn from them if we simply allow ourselves to.