March 2012
30 Ways “The Bachelor” Can Diversify - The Frisky →
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A woman with short hair. A woman who doesn’t look like a bikini model in her swimsuit. An A-cup. Someone with hair dyed an unnatural color. A woman who doesn’t cover up her greys. A freegan. Someone and/or a couple seeking a polyamorous partner. A guy or girl with copious tattoos. Someone disabled, disfigured, or missing a limb. Someone with toe thumbs. Someone who can’t swim. A woman with glasses. Someone who’s Asian. A woman over 40. A guy with one nut. A person who would prefer to hang out indoors rather than out (i.e. is averse to going to the beach or rock climbing or taking romantic boat rides). Someone with a lisp. A lesbian. A man or woman who spent time in prison for a non-violent crime. An immigrant. A woman who doesn’t wear makeup. A guy with moobs. A bisexual man. A feminist. Someone in recovery. Someone with OCD (i.e. needs to ask “Will you accept this rose?” five times. An agoraphobe (all the dates need to come to him). A nudist. Someone who doesn’t believe in marriage. A male virgin.
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“I’ve been tempting guys since middle school. I’ll never forget the time the Seventh Grade Love of My Life walked the mile with me in gym class. Neither of us liked to run (we had so much in common) so I had his undivided attention for 15 whole minutes. It was magical. His seventh grade girlfriend was a soccer player. She ran the mile in 5 minutes. She proudly crossed the finish line but the sight of her boyfriend happily strolling around the track with me must have knocked the wind out of her. She came up to me at my locker after school to inform me, “Stay away from my man or you’ll me sorry.”
I should have been apologetic or remorseful; I was ecstatic. She was the hottest girl in school, she was the first girl in seventh grade to graduate from a training bra, and she’d gotten to second base with two boys. I heard one of them was an eighth grader… and she felt threatened by ME? Sweet validation for a flat-chested mildly awkward twelve year old who felt invisible to boys!
But like a crack addict, once I’d had a taste, I couldn’t stop.”
” —Girl Talk: On Being The Other Woman - The Frisky
A Handy Dandy Guide To Troubleshooting Bad Sex - The Frisky →
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Let’s be honest: sex is not always the softly focused oxytocin bath that Cosmopolitan magazine spreads make it out to be. Sometimes sex is a romp on dirty sheets with a grabby guy who’s got terrible body odor and zero condoms.
But hey, bad sex is still sex. And if you are horny as we are at The Frisky, you’ll take the bull by the horns anyway because you know there’s a way to troubleshoot most any sexual snaffoo. I am not a sex therapist, but I am a woman who’s has wide variety of sex with a decent number of dudes and have encountered all these problems. (For more in-depth sexual troubleshooting, I recommend the kickass sex guide, Guide To Getting It On.)
After the jump, a thorough, honest (and heteronormative, cause I’m a straight lady who sleeps with dudes) guide to troubleshooting bad sex.
