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"OMG. Are you serious?" That was the common reaction from my girlfriends when I told them, a bit sheepishly, that I had signed up for a speed dating event.
February was a great month for females in male-dominated sports. The 9-year-old football phenom Sam Gordon capped her spectacular season with an appea...
Research suggests that men who do more everyday chores actually report less sex per month then those who do less typically female jobs. Should husband's everywhere take off their aprons and have a beer while their wives stop off at the grocery store on the way home from work?
Lately, everywhere I turn I see, hear, or read the same message: There are no good single men left.
For a variety of reasons, I refuse to believe this to be true.
As I heard Ryan Gosling's character utter these words for the first time, I had an instant flashback to the hundreds of times in my life I have heard women say to their female friends, "Well, he's nice. And he has a good job. I guess go out with him again." One year later, cue the wedding bells.
Venker has 1) implied that young men are pathetic, 2) flat-out stated that they don't want to compete with women and 3) suggested that, if not corralled, all men want is sex and meaningless relationships without responsibility. If that isn't offensive to men, what is?
According to the scientists behind the study, the result is due not to intentional marginalization, but to "subconscious cultural influences." Are we supposed to be relieved that this discrimination isn't deliberate?
I live in a refrigerator. Actually, I live in a house with five men -- four of them are my grown sons and one is my husband. They are hot. They are big, strapping men. They need air conditioning -- and they need it blowing hard.
If women and their adaptable selves are really going to take over the world, we need to make certain that they bring along some men and some historical hindsight.
I've never had a problem meeting bread winners. My challenge is meeting a wage earner who cares about something besides himself, his screenplays and Tim Tebow.
Women are constantly inundated with studies and anecdotal commentary that show how women haven't achieved a presence in the upper echelons of corporations or in other career pursuits.
"Needy" has been transformed into a slur, an insult we use to delegitimize women's needs and concerns, making them think twice before asking for what they need -- if they ask at all.
Sometimes, my single lady friends and I, we complain. I know, I know: For the most part, we're happy, independent, well-adjusted women perfectly happy being by ourselves. Yada yada.
Real progress will happen when grown-ups no longer choose to listen to grown men behaving like children, or defend grown men behaving like children on the grounds that it's "entertaining."
Neanderthal women dragged by a fistful of hair to their suitor's cave-boudoir were most likely thinking, "If only Lance had brought me that saber tooth necklace I'd asked for, I would have gone willingly."