Topic: injuries

Have You Ever Suffered a Sex Injury?

Have You Ever Suffered a Sex Injury?

Last week, my friend was telling me about s0me awesome sex he had. Unfortunately, the story ended with them slamming the bed into the wall so hard that he cracked his head. Luckily, he’s okay, but it’s not the first story I’ve heard about injuries sustained mid-sexytimes. In high school, I was terrified of giving head because I heard ten too many stories about girls whose braces got stuck on dudes’ pubic hair. (Side note: I do not think that ever really happened; the story is just a way of trying to keep kids from messing around with each other.) More »

Party Favors: Martians Did Not Make You Get a Lap Dance

Party Favors: Martians Did Not Make You Get a Lap Dance

You love your dog, and you love your partner. Easy, right? Not when one of them is determined to destroy the other. – YourTango

Need some tips on who not to date? You should probably avoid these men who do things like store weed in their kid’s diaper or say Martians made them go to a strip club. – TruTV

Ever wondered what a guy is thinking when he proposes to a woman? Now you know. But don’t say we didn’t warn you. – Esquire

You know how every group of friends has that one person who hands out condoms and lectures you about your sex habits? There’s a name for that, and it’s “safer sex scold.” – Em & Lo

A man is suing Sam’s Club because his wife slipped on a wet floor and fell. The reason he’s suing? Her injuries left her unable to “consort” with her husband. – Consumerist More »

Fashion 101: Pain Is Beauty

Fashion 101: Pain Is Beauty

I love high heels. Not in the Carrie Bradshaw “walking 40 blocks in $400 shoes” Manolo fetishist kind of way, or anything. I just love them. I love that they are pretty. I love that they are womanly and glamorous. I love that they make me taller. I love the way my legs look in them. But most of all, I love that they make me feel powerful. I love my high heels, but they do not return my love. In fact, they turned on me.

A few weeks back, I noticed soreness in my foot; I ignored it. I began walking with a limp; I still ignored it. It got so bad that last week, after a lovely dinner with girlfriends, my friend Ana had to literally carry me home on her back when we couldn’t get a cab because it hurt too much to walk even a few steps. So I broke down and went to the doctor. And it turns out I have a stress fracture. More »