Author: The Frisky

Dating Don’ts: Why It’s Okay To Choose Your Career Over Dating

Here is a confession — though I write a dating column, and have for quite some time, I’m not currently dating anyone right now. The last relationship I was in was about two years ago, and in the time between then and now, there have been plenty of dates, but nothing has stuck. Dating in general […]

Dating Don’ts: How To Approach An Open Relationship

Consider the open relationship. Maybe you’ve always felt constrained by a traditional relationship, and known that you could happily be with more than one person. Maybe your partner brings it up to you one night over tacos and margaritas, and you’re game. Or, maybe this is just something that you’ve wanted to try, to see if […]

The Trauma Of Dumping A Friend

With all this guilt we’ve been trying to unload lately, it seems there’s still guilt surrounding one very sensitive issue: breaking up with friends. Even though we know there are plenty of good reasons to end friendships that no longer work, it’s still super hard to pull the trigger. In a study at the University […]

8 Celebs Who Swear By The “Sex Diet”

Kim Kardashian When celebs share their diet and exercise tips, we listen. Even if the tips involve things like eating only baby food or jumping around in Kangoo boots. Hey, whatever works! Kim Kardashian has dropped some weight since becoming Kimye. How? Allegedly, the reality star shed seven pounds in seven days on the “sex diet.” […]

Dater X: Dating As A Non-Smoker, For The First Time

I checked Facebook last Wednesday morning, expecting the normal flurry of funny links and what-I’m-going-to-dress-as-for-Halloween updates. So the first item in my news feed landed like a punch in my stomach. “Good: the tumor in my left lung was removed yesterday morning,” the update read. “Bad: they had to also remove my entire left lung. […]

Dating Don’ts: Is It A Booty Call Or Nah?

We’ve all been there. Someone you were hot and heavy with will suddenly disappear, as if wiped from this earth, only to reappear in the form of a typo-laden text message one night while you’re doing a face mask in your sweatpants. Like that mosquito that you try endlessly to kill before going to sleep, […]