A Guest Post by JULIA BOND Is there a moment when you’re more vulnerable than that poignant instant when you first get naked with another person? Everything is out in the open – everything. Those minute flaws that you obsess over in the mirror are now under the microscope of physical intimacy. The oddly-shaped birthmark? Check. The lack of a six pack? Check. The strangely baggy arm skin? Double check. More than that, now that you’re naked,...


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SAM SHARPE For the most part, I can’t stand self-help books, guides and manuals. The worst of them are just flat out silly, without being funny, and promote a kind of self-absorption that I find disturbing. The better ones should all be retitled ___________ For Dummies because they are usually based on common sense principles that should be familiar to any adult who can walk, talk and chew gum at the same time without drooling on themselves. And the more popular ones? Well, they often feed...


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SKYE BLUE Welcome! This is the inaugural edition of Secrets From the Goody Drawer. As I explained in Full Frontal Secrets this biweekly (or fortnightly for the Brits) column "will be the place for our random, very unscientific and sometimes slightly deranged musings about everything...even the 'unmentionables' tucked away in the furthest and darkest corners of the goody drawer." And the question of the day is... ...


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SAM SHARPE Celeste D’abreu. She is the key to my sexual what if, as in what would I change about my sexual resume if I were given a do over, a sexual mulligan, a trip in Doc Brown’s DeLorean DMC-12 to irrevocably alter my sexual history. Celeste D’abreu is what I would do differently. Let me explain. (more...)


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A Guest Post by SOLO AT 30 When the V-Man and I began dating four years ago, there were three of us in the relationship—the two of us and whatever project consumed him at the moment. Sometimes it was a side project for work, but usually a DIY house project had him in her clutches from sun up to sun down. We rarely went out to do fun things, and getting him to take a break to do anything but work was like pulling teeth, so eventually I gave up trying. Our ménage a trois meant

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