Get All Your Dating Tips From Dragonflies

You know when you’re at a bar and a weird guy is hitting on you and you just want to leave but don’t know how and all you’re thinking to yourself is “I want to die”? Dragonflies are geniuses who actually do that. Researcher Rassim Khelifa at the University of Zurich witnessed the female moorland hawker dragonfly literally “crash-dive to the ground while being pursued by a male,” presumably right after the male dragonfly told her how exotic she looked and then asked her if she’d ever heard of Coldplay…

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The Toronto International Porn Festival Wants to ‘Democratize’ Porn

When I show up to the Super Wonder Gallery on Saturday for the panel discussions, the staff and volunteers are still setting up. The plan is to have computers projecting porn clips on the gallery walls all day, but there are a few technical difficulties getting started. The coordinator apologizes to me profusely, and I tell her it’s no problem. There is a table at the gallery displaying the glass butt-plug shaped trophies from previous years’ winners, as well as an array of vintage porn. The man behind the table,…

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I Hooked Up With My Wife’s Mom…and Now Our Sex Life Is Better Than Ever

Dear E. Jean: I’m a guy. My wife and I met when we were in college. Her mother was good-looking and very nice, and as time went on, we developed a close relationship. It eventually led to cuddling. Clothes on, then naked. She never really wore underwear, and I loved it. To sum it up, we did oral a few times and intercourse twice. She taught me things, helped me grow and experience life as most people don’t. Eventually our meetings stopped when she moved to another state, but I…

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How to Stop Being Late to Work

Dear E. Jean: My morning routine: Wake up at 6 a.m. Fall back asleep. Wake up again at 7 a.m. Look at my phone. Start shouting at myself. Enter bathroom. Exit feeling calm and fresh. Look at my phone. Discover I’ve spent 40 minutes in there! At this point, I’m no longer calm. I start getting dressed and looking desperately for the top I could swear was on the drying rack. Now it’s 7:55. This leaves me five minutes to do my hair—and I never go a day without a…

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Misty Copeland’s 2 Favorite Exercises to Do Anywhere, Anytime

Intent on making 2017 your Best Year Ever? We can help with that, thanks to our 2017 Coach of the Month series. This April, ABT Principal Dancer Misty Copeland shares some tips from her just-released fitness and nutrition guide, Ballerina Body: Dancing and Eating Your Way to a Leaner, Stronger, and More Graceful You. In her last installment for the month—each one an excerpt from the book—she reveals the do-anywhere, anytime exercises she loves. This has become one of my favorite exercises. When you get into your groove and really…

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Using a Smartwatch to Prevent Relationship Arguments Sounds Exhausting

At this point in my relationship, I can usually tell if we’re about to get into a fight. Maybe we’ve both had stressful weeks, or I’m about to get my period and am a little snippier than usual, or we haven’t had sex in a few days and are cranky about that. Fighting happens, and the important thing is that you have the tools to actually communicate how you feel. Or, you could just use your smartwatch to track your moods and body so it can alert you when you’re…

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The History of the Vibrator

There is a wonderful urban legend that says Egyptian queen Cleopatra ordered her servants to fill a carved out gourd with bees to stimulate her genitals, with the rhythmic buzzing inside the base turning the hollow gourd into a makeshift vibrator. I’m going to go out on a limb here and guess that this legend is probably fake, but it does shed light on a truth we all know: That women have always desired sexual pleasure and sought means to satisfy themselves with a little help from some creative tools….

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Behind Every Strong Woman is Another Strong Woman

Inspired By: Grammy Doc, grandmother “My maternal grandma is this unapologetic aesthete. She was a glamazon who’d pop into our tiny logging town every few months in her tailored Armani, Ferragamos, and constantly upgraded convertible Mustang. When my grandfather, a civil engineer, quit his job building missiles in the ’60s, she made the dough and he took care of the kid (my mom). She got her PhD, wrote chapters in books, ran a department at the University of Washington Dental School and taught her way through an endless parade of butt-slapping chauvinist…

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