Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts

Sunday, December 19, 2010

The Lonely Island - I Just Had Sex

I should be studying neuroscience, but this made my night.

I present to you the delightful new single and music video from the Lonely Island. So honest. So genius. It also features cameos by Jessica Alba, Akon and Blake Lively.



Some lyrical gems from this song:
"It felt so good when I did it with my penis."
"And I called my parents right after I was done."
"'I'm so humbled by a girl's ability to let me do her because honestly, I'd have sex with a pile of manure."
"She kept looking at her watch - doesn't matter, have sex! But I cried the whole time - doesn't matter, have sex! I think she might have been a racist - doesn't matter, have sex! She put a bag on my head - still counts!" #KKKmask

Priceless.
Come on now. After you had sex, I'm sure you want to sing it out loud too.
Now you have the perfect anthem for it.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Give us money, we are pretty.

My friend Rana bought me "Sex and the Single Girl" last summer as a present (well, she also wanted to read it herself). It is written by Helen Gurley Brown, the former editor-in-chief of Cosmopolitan magazine. The book advocates confidence and independence and encourages women to experience sexual relationships without or before marriage.

Perhaps it’s not a secret, but I dig musicians – the ones who grace concert halls or tiny venues with their urban bohemian look, mastery of instruments and appreciation for art and music. Trace my dating history and this is predominately who you will find. Unfortunately, most warn you to stay away from certain musician types: the edgy, emotional flakes that have gaggles of women at their disposal.

via Maniac World
To be honest, this picture doesn't really have to do with the book and relationships. Because as much as I like money, I don't want to be paid for a relationship. That would be considered prostitution - i.e. things that are slightly frowned upon. 
 But I'm focusing on the "we are pretty" part. #girlpowerbaby

Sometimes I fancy myself Wonder Woman – not dependent on any man. Using a mixture of sass and sarcasm and sincerity to capture someone’s attention but asserting my independence. But sometimes it’s difficult to ignore feeling a little hurt when someone perfects his disappearing act or makes you feel disposable or keeps you as an option, but not a priority. 

I'm still dating around. It has been relatively successful, but there has been some damage and mess along the way. For one or both parties involved.

But the book has been enlightening. Encouraging. Empowering.

That's right. Nobody puts Asian in the corner.