We live in a society where women wear rape whistles and children are sold into slavery and raped for some sickos' pleasure. You can very well put this aside and say "Well, that's not happening to me or here. It has nothing to do with me." Well, let me ask you, how much porn do you watch? How much erotica do you read? How many nude photos do you look at? And how often do you masturbate to any of these?
I have recently read Caitlin Moran's How to Be a Woman. I was struck by her chapter on body hair, specifically pubic hair and our present cultural obsession with female pubic hair (or the lack of it). She suggests that having a nice hairy muff might even be a political action. It got me thinking about pubes and the ridiculous amount of thought women put into them. Women are no longer meant to have a "dark tangle of pubic hair" between their legs. We are meant to be bald between our legs, smooth as eggs, not a stray hair out of place that might find it's errant way between someone's teeth as they go down on you.
How many marriages do you know where the woman 'wears the trousers'? How many matriarchs do you know who rule benignly over the entire family? I believe that this is not enough and I, and many of my female friends, are now embarking on a more formal form of leadership in our marriages and relationships with our menfolk; the
I've never been much for the dating scene. Well, that is to say, I never really dated. Since I was about 15 I've had one long-term boyfriend or another pretty much straight through, with maybe a month of downtime in between each of them. I'm not really one who struggles with commitment, but rather one who struggles to stay uncommitted.
I was twelve when I first learned what masturbation was. I was watching an episode of the British TV show Skins. There was this one character obsessed with a (gay) guy. She snuck into his bedroom and masturbated on his bed to thoughts of him. Now that I am older I see how creepy it was, but at that age I was more focused on the fact that she was sticking her hand down her pants and moaning. I didn't know what that meant, and I was infinitely curious.
I slammed the phone down on my desk and breathed in. Three deep breaths, I told myself. Calm down. I pressed the intercom to my secretary. "Hold my calls for five minutes, Candy."
Grace and Frankie is a hilarious, albeit obscure Netflix comedy starring two longtime Hollywood favorites - Jane Fonda and Lily Tomlin. Grace, played by Jane Fonda, is a retired upscale cosmetics mogul, while Frankie, played by Lily Tomlin, is a hippie art teacher who occasionally freelances.
There’s a trend I’ve noticed in recent years:
Every woman should include some must have bras in her wardrobe. Most of the female population on the planet wears a bra every day. But shopping for a bra can be a real challenge.
There is a sacredness in discovering new lingerie brands. Similar to finding obscure new brunch spots that you just know will become wildly popular one day, you don't know if you should share it or keep this wonderful treasure hidden for yourself. Lucky for you, we didn't do that.
There often, as a woman, seems to be an unconscious rejection of the possibility of having more than one orgasm.