Showing posts with label dating. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dating. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Advertising for a boyfriend and sleeping with a naked girl for the first time.


Sleeping with a naked girl for the first time, and advertising for a boyfriend

As I said before I was in SE Asia for Chinese New Year.





In SE Asia the rules are different, ok some are the same, don’t talk to boys or they will think you are easy…………….. yes right … like that is going to stop a girl.

You may not just go up and talk with him or rather send a friend over but you are happy to write your cell phone number on an orange and throw in a lake.

ITS TRADITIONAL ! like how long have we had cell phones let alone waterproof felt tipped pens.

I think it is called “Chap Goh Meh” and happens at the end of the 15 day Chinese New Year.

All Chinese maidens and that’s me, look I am unmarried so it is obvious I am still a maiden ………SHUT UP !  can get a boy by throwing an orange into the lake

I watched as some girls wrote a Facebook address other braver ones put a cell number on it, it should be the luck of a draw but one girl had a bag of about 30 oranges each covered with witty messages along with her date of birth, pretty hearts and an email address, done in red and black waterproof pen and must have taken her all day …………….

Boys line the bank with 20 ft long fishing poles, but the keener boys were in the water keeping an eye open for which girl threw which orange, one girl had about three guys fight over her orange so I don’t see her staying single for long.

As to me? Wellllll I wrote my book details on two of them ……er…………….. ok so I also added my email but not one replied so I guess mine must have sunk.     





While I am thinking of my Chinese New Year trip I may as remind you all of a change of life event that took place this year and that was the time my cousin removed her underwear and got in bed with me.

I promised to let you have all the details of my trip to Asia and well ……………..one of the most embarrassing things happened at night.

HMG well I never thought I would find myself sleeping with another girl I mean like together not just in the same room but in the same bed and then discover she had roving hands !!! and it was no where as exciting as when guys talk about what happens………

God this is so embarrassing to say   ….well ………… there is a first time for everything ……. Forget the worry about the embarrassment of being a girl trying to buy condoms in a shop just remember to buy ear plugs ……………… heck did she snore!

Guys are always so interested to know what goes on when two girls sleep together, (perverts !!!!)

……well anyway I will tell you ! …………. It was well kinda .er…….different ……...and well I did not do anything much myself………….

As to what strange urges happen well it is true I did get some strange urges when her hand slowly moved up my inner leg ……….. The urge was to try and sneak away and get a hotel room………. On my own !!!

It was not that I even knew her ……..well…ok……. she is a cousin ………… and she seamed to take a liking to me during the day ……..but liking each other as cousins means shopping together and  sharing an ice cream in the mall ………… moving into my bed on the pretence that the aircon was too powerful and she was cold…………. Well that is something I would have expected more from a guy…….

…. All she had on was a tee ……… and no don’t ask me why, perhaps she liked the freedom, ok it was a long Tee but she was defiantly naked under it,  look  if she had not raised it to scratch I would not have know it was the only item she had on.

To prove she was cold she placed her hands between my thighs and ……..look I am not that sort of girl ! even more of a shock when she pushed her face into my boobs……giving out a little giggle….

What am I a pillow !! ……….heck…….  I just hoped she was not going to bite anything !……….  well you try and explain teeth marks on ones boobs!

Ok try again ………….. you try and give a believable reason why you have teeth marks on your boobs

The only way I could stop her hands locating more intimate places was to hug her …………pulling her even more into my chest I locked an arm around her and stroked he hair, so??????? 

and that was all that happened until she fell asleep, then I discovered that I was now trapped in the bed with miss roving hands ……….. Could not move without waking her and so that was my first time sleeping with a naked girl………

Er………..perhaps I should point out that my cousin is 6 years old and her mother was sleeping the other side of the room in another bed with my cousins two other sisters ………

Well even at that young age I still think her morals are very poor to sleep with someone just because I shared an ice cream with her …………….

It ended up that I had to cuddle her all night ! everytime I stopped to get comfy she started to fidget ………… God I have had boyfriends that have needed less physical attention.

I still wonder what happened to my oranges …………. Sigh …………………..

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Importance of Social Networking

Everybody knows about the importance of social networking. However, only a few of us actually realizes its potential. And there are many who knows and realizes the worth of social networking, yet they seldom use it for their personal favor.Internet DatingThe very first profit of social networking is its efficiency to provide a visual manner for seeking friendship and love. Internet dating is

Importance of Social Networking

Everybody knows about the importance of social networking. However, only a few of us actually realizes its potential. And there are many who knows and realizes the worth of social networking, yet they seldom use it for their personal favor.Internet DatingThe very first profit of social networking is its efficiency to provide a visual manner for seeking friendship and love. Internet dating is

Monday, June 27, 2011

~The Glamour Whore's First Giveaway/Contest!! Courtesy Of Ms.Taken~

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"Did anyone ever tell you that you have the face of a Botticelli and the body of a Degas?"
-"Jack Jericho" (The Pickup Artist)


Hello Glamour Whores...

I'm so excited about this post!! I have decided to celebrate the end of my hiatus with a giveaway/contest!! I have never ever done a giveaway before and thanks to the fabulous Ms.Taken this is a great one to start with. Ms.Taken is a fabulous company that I had written a post about this company previously and when I tweeted them the link they were unbelievably generous and sent me 2 Ms.Taken kits. 1 for me and 1 to giveaway to my readers. You guys are gonna love this...

Ms.Taken is a company who's product is more or less a very glam, very fashionable "douche" repellent. And by "douche" I mean men who can't take a polite "not interested" and keep on with their pathetic "game". The Ms.Taken "kit" contains a beautiful 2 carat Australian crystal "engagement ring", a uber sleek ring holder/keychain, and a set of "Playaz" cards to help spot the aforementioned "douches". I love the ring holder key chain as it makes it easy to slip that ring on super quick...

Have a look at "Ms.Taken":














Fabulous and genius right?! I agree and I LOVE mine!! Now on to the giveaway/contest.... To win this fabulous set I want you to tell me the worst pickup line you have ever heard and what your response was. I love a fellow smart ass and I'm giving this set away to the person that heard the WORST line but gave the BEST response... You can leave your submission as a comment here, on the The Glamour Whore Facebook page or tweet it to me. The contest will close Tuesday July 5th at midnight and the winner will be announced Wednesday July 6th before midnight here, on The Glamour Whore Facebook page and also on my twitter. Good Luck!!

****To preserve fairness this contest is closed to family members, friends and colleagues of Glamour Whore****

For more info on Ms.Taken visit their website or their Facebook page and you can also follow them on twitter.

Kisses Bitches...
Glamour Whore...xoxo


~The Glamour Whore's First Giveaway/Contest!! Courtesy Of Ms.Taken~

Follow my blog with bloglovin´

"Did anyone ever tell you that you have the face of a Botticelli and the body of a Degas?"
-"Jack Jericho" (The Pickup Artist)


Hello Glamour Whores...

I'm so excited about this post!! I have decided to celebrate the end of my hiatus with a giveaway/contest!! I have never ever done a giveaway before and thanks to the fabulous Ms.Taken this is a great one to start with. Ms.Taken is a fabulous company that I had written a post about this company previously and when I tweeted them the link they were unbelievably generous and sent me 2 Ms.Taken kits. 1 for me and 1 to giveaway to my readers. You guys are gonna love this...

Ms.Taken is a company who's product is more or less a very glam, very fashionable "douche" repellent. And by "douche" I mean men who can't take a polite "not interested" and keep on with their pathetic "game". The Ms.Taken "kit" contains a beautiful 2 carat Australian crystal "engagement ring", a uber sleek ring holder/keychain, and a set of "Playaz" cards to help spot the aforementioned "douches". I love the ring holder key chain as it makes it easy to slip that ring on super quick...

Have a look at "Ms.Taken":














Fabulous and genius right?! I agree and I LOVE mine!! Now on to the giveaway/contest.... To win this fabulous set I want you to tell me the worst pickup line you have ever heard and what your response was. I love a fellow smart ass and I'm giving this set away to the person that heard the WORST line but gave the BEST response... You can leave your submission as a comment here, on the The Glamour Whore Facebook page or tweet it to me. The contest will close Tuesday July 5th at midnight and the winner will be announced Wednesday July 6th before midnight here, on The Glamour Whore Facebook page and also on my twitter. Good Luck!!

****To preserve fairness this contest is closed to family members, friends and colleagues of Glamour Whore****

For more info on Ms.Taken visit their website or their Facebook page and you can also follow them on twitter.

Kisses Bitches...
Glamour Whore...xoxo


Wednesday, June 15, 2011

New column: "I'm Still Bisexual Even Though I'm Dating a Guy"

The more I type that column title, the more "duh" and obvious it sounds but still, it was something I felt was worth writing about. I'm always casting about for new column topics - one will definitely deal with Joan Price and her new book Naked at Our Age: Talking Out Loud About Senior Sex and elder sexuality. Maybe I can find something in London to write about! Still working on my Weinergate kinky sexting essay which I might just blog instead of going through the pitching rigamarole.



In some ways, my embrace of bisexual is also about a rejection of heteronormativity, of all the parts of straightness that feel oppressive to me. Yes, there are privileges accorded to straight people, but I feel there are also burdens; it’s assumed that you want to get married and become a parent and be monogamous. Stepping outside any of those roles messes with the dominant culture’s plans for you. I’d like to think being part of the LGBT community has made me more open and empathetic, and showed me how people are, in fact, so much more than any label.

What’s interesting to me is that this title, bisexual, is important to me, It's something I feel I carry no matter who I’m dating, or not dating, whereas “poly” and “kinky” are not intrinsic parts of my identity. They are things I have been at various times in my life, or rather, my relationships have been. Bisexuality is different for me, perhaps because it feels more primal than either being poly or kinky — not that they need to be pitted against each other. I used to struggle with the word “bisexual” because it implies there are only two sexes or genders, which is not something I believe, but it’s a shorthand that, in general, works for me.

My bisexuality has also played itself out in almost all of my relationships in some form. Often the form it takes is in talking dirty, and sometimes it’s gone beyond that. One girlfriend, who was pretty much exclusively into women, indulged my interest in a male friend of ours with a threesome. With most of the straight men I’ve dated, not surprisingly, they’ve been interested in fantasizing aloud about me with another woman or hearing about my own fantasies. I certainly feel freer when I have a boyfriend sharing my fantasies about women, real or imagined, than I do about other men.


Read the whole column (and if you like it, I'd love it if you'd "like" it on Facebook at the top and/or tweet, blog, etc. - all that really helps!)

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Monday, February 14, 2011

"Single Lady Admits: It's Me" - my response to the Village Voice cover story at The Hairpin

I wrote my first piece for The Hairpin: "Single Lady Admits: It's Me." The below will make a little more sense once you read it. Yay smart decisions! And yay The Hairpin - I have another essay in the works for them. I'm all about essays lately. Well, mixing them in with the short (and long) stories.



I am not the most thoughtful of decision-makers, or perhaps I should say, once I make a decision, or get the inkling that I’m going to make one, like getting a tattoo, I kindof just know. Considering that my January 1st and February 1st somehow involved unraveling myself from a more complicated dating situation than I’d have liked, it just seemed natural to take a break until my birthday. No drama, no confusion, no sadness. Well, there might be sadness, but not over romance or sex or dating. I feel so free, and I didn’t expect that. I thought I’d be lonely, and sometimes I am, but I’m finding that all this stuff is coming out of me, I’m having more time to work and write and think and nest. I am less focused on “what can I do to make ___ decide to like me?” I spent so much time doing that, or wondering what I did wrong to drive whoever away.

Finally, I feel like I don’t care, and all that would’ve been nice, but didn’t happen. I’m all about the Serenity Prayer and figuring out what I can change about my life, and going for it. This is one small step that I think is going to at the very least cut out hours spent in therapy obsessing over people who couldn’t care less about me, and at the most…well, who knows? It’s given me a focus: 36. Which is scary enough for me, but I’m looking forward to making the most of 35. I’ve already squandered enough of it and certainly had enough sex to last me the rest of the year. Maybe I’ll fail in some of my goals, and maybe it won’t go exactly as expected, but for now I feel like I just got all this energy back that was going outward and turned it back onto myself.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Sex column: Internet dating pros and cons

My latest sex column is up and it's about online dating:

When I first signed up for FetLife, I was shocked at the seemingly countless kinky choices I could list on my profile: wrestling, pin-ups, play rape, face sitting/smothering, distress. While technically it’s a social networking site, I’m including it here because lots of people use it for finding dates and hookups. Plus, those choices exemplify my problem with online dating in general: How do I sum up what I’m about, sexually or otherwise, in a few words?

I did mark off my favorites, such as bondage, breast/nipple torture, pain, pinching, spanking, talking dirty and vibrators—but really, how much does that tell you about me? I’d imagine not that much because even though I was given choices like being into or curious about these fetishes, or giving, receiving or watching, to me, that is just more than a stranger needs to know about my sexuality.

It’s certainly not something I’d discuss on a first date, and that’s why I only use FetLife for professional purposes. I’d be extremely dismayed if I did decide to sleep with a date and they just assumed they knew what made me tick because they’d read about me in such a limited form. I’m much more about the excitement of the slow reveal, à la a burlesque act.


Read the whole column at SexIs Magazine.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

"5 Good Things About My Worst Date Ever" at Crushable

I think the title to my Crushable piece "5 Good Things About My Worst Date Ever" says it all. I don't know that I'm up for tons more online dating after this experience, but I'm glad I went.