Callipygean
Callipygean
Callipygean

The market is nuts right now. It doesn't seem to matter where you live, it's just insane what people expect to get paid for their house. Our place has more than doubled in value since we bought it 15 yrs ago. The house we're going to look at is the only one we've seen under $300,000 in a long time.

I know plenty of successful women who have no trouble in the dating world. If anything, it helps them. I realize that some insecure men might feel emasculated or intimidated by a successful woman, but every time I read an article where a female lawyer or investment banker talks about how men are intimidated by their

I can't understand why nobody is laying any blame at Klinsmann's feet. You would think after watching 3.75 games with both Michael Bradley and Clint Dempsey completely out of position and their comfort zones that he would have made a tactical decision to bring on a pure striker a lot sooner. Michael Bradley is not

I am stunned that DC didn't even make the list, simply because this town is chock full of anal-retentive, careerist Type As who take everything a leeeetle to seriously. But maybe they aren't stressed out. Maybe they like living that way, and it's just me who is being stressed out by them.

After scrolling through the comments, I have to say this:

#whitegirls

There are already two Virginias, what's a third? North Virginia for 51st state!

You don't get to decide how people mourn for their pets just like I don't get to decide how you feel about anything. I have seen lonely people find absolute joy in their pets when people have kicked them to curb and they absolutely mourn for them like it was a family member. There is enough love for everyone and

I've found someone that thinks like me!

First, you're young according to men. I'm a man. I'm 31. I don't consider myself old. I consider myself in that sweet spot between youthfulness and actually being able to do some great, meaningful stuff with my life. Society doesn't give men shit about being single and in their 30s. The world is pretty much our

There isn't a dark black person in America that hasn't wished that. Especially seeing how much better mixed race and lighter skinned folk get treated and respected on account of the lighter skin.

It basically boils down to the following facts about herpes:

It's really cool that you never thought to hate your armpits, and you shouldn't. But I did. I had since I was a pre-teen. A lot of women have darker armpits that don't blend in with the rest of their skin, I am one of them. I didn't wear a tank top in public until I was twenty. I wore long sleeve shirts to concerts

Hot yoga has saved my life this winter. And if you find a good studio with caring teachers, they will totally embrace a newbie! I started going because it was a guaranteed hour of warmth that penetrated my bones. But as a bonus I actually credit this Chicago winter to why I'm now able to do three different types of

The fat, eh? You people (fat and skinny alike) are so wrapped up in your weight and your dramas that you are again forgetting about another sub-population that everyone is continually forgetting about - the chronically ill. Maybe we should try to get fat so that people would notice + remember us. I'd love to have my

DC is its own beast. I remember that horrible feeling of things getting awkward whenever I'd introduce people to my friends who didn't go to a big name school or have some high-powered career. This would be the exchange:

I can't speak for any other WOC, but for Black women, the issue is complicated and cannot be compared to white men feeling threatened by Black men. We are told from cradle to grave by every segment of society how low on the totem pole we are - that 's how white supremacy works. POC internalize these things, hence

I lived in DC for about two years and yeah it's the worst. More women than men, for one thing. First time in my life I was all, I'm gonna ask out Boy People and have fun! Turned down by every single one of 'em. BOO.

I am one of those people who can normally know within minutes whether I'm physically attracted at all to someone, so typically a first meet is plenty to figure out that, and then if the first date goes OK at all you can usually tell by the second date. In rare cases I have gone to a third date tie-breaker; at that

I had to go all the way to a foreign country to meet my husband, and I'd been living in DC for nearly ten years at that point.