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The Empress Has No Clothes
Written By: Elliot Butler
Call me a man (shut up – I am), but I don’t understand the need to buy new clothes. If a t-shirt is so badly torn that it falls from my body, rendering me semi-naked, it’s probably time to get a new one. But why bother buying clothes? Between birthdays, Christmas, a girlfriend who works in the fashion industry and The Salvation Army, I get all the clothes I need. My fashionista girlfriend doesn’t understand how I can live with only two pairs of jeans. I’ve explained the “wash one, wear one” process to her, but she just gives me a blank look. I poked through her closet the other day. It was like stepping into a tropical rainforest, overgrown with Oscar de la Renta and Vivienne Westwood on a bed of Christian Louboutin. I tried to machete my way through, but the foliage of coat hangers and dry-clearer plastic was too thick. Before I left the wardrobe jungle I did a quick jeans count. I spotted at least thirty pairs. So with my girlfriend on the upper end of the clothes-buying spectrum and me on the lower end, this should allow for some very nice middle-ground. A lot of people, both male and female, fit under the bell curve, but there seems to be something pushing people, women especially, towards that higher end.
I have a friend who recently spent close to a thousand dollars on a dress she planned to wear once. She wasn’t getting married. She already owns a number of beautiful dresses and so I suggested she wear one of those.
“People have already seen me in those,” she said.
It begs the question: is it really about the clothes, or about the perception of affluence? To not allow people to see an expensive, previously-worn outfit is essentially telling those people you can afford to buy many outfits of similar expense. And you’ll wind up having to – said people will be expecting another new outfit for the next event. I’m not trying to be didactic, nor wax ethical about consumerism. I like buying things. I like consuming them. Food is pretty good, and if not eaten, becomes somewhat useless. I’m simply saying that paying exorbitant prices for a consumer good that is used once is a tad excessive. If it’s within your means to wear Chanel every season and it makes you happy, then go for it. If not, maybe you should start thinking about just how important it is to have new designer clothes all the time. Or start shopping at Uniqlo.
My idea of the role of my clothing is the opposite of my female friends’ idea of new being better. I have tried and tested outfits that I wear over and over again. I play favourites. My friends often see me in clothes I’ve worn before, sometimes two or three days in a row. This is perfectly acceptable for me, but isn’t for many people, particularly women. One could argue that women are free to ignore this prevailing standard and dress how they want to. Some women do. But many are still ostracised by their peers for not having the latest glad rags, which creates an understandable desire to keep up with Mrs Jones.
Free Your Mind and Spend Your Time Wisely
Written By: Kristen Lambert
In today’s society, most of us may feel a little lost or overwhelmed at times. We strive everyday to accomplish certain common goals that are seen as necessary everyday routines and tasks. We long for approval and want to be liked. But how often do we put our own needs first? How often do we go ahead and do what we actually want to do, without feeling the pressure of letting someone else down?
It is very easy to start feeling overwhelmed when your own wants and needs get placed on the back burner. You may find yourself making excuses or lying to avoid being in circumstances that you don’t really want to be in. This is not only unfair to yourself, but it is also unfair to the people or things you may be trying to avoid. Why can’t we just give a simple honest explanation as to why we are not interested in certain gatherings or even a certain person’s company?
In my own experience I believe that a good friend will understand if you are just not interested in doing something on a particular night, without having to elaborate into a long descriptive reason. If it’s a person who you just don’t get along with for certain reasons, of course it is not polite to be rude, but simply avoiding someone will not solve the problem. Eventually, a confrontation will be necessary, especially if that person is a coworker or a neighbor. Being honest is the best way to deal with these situations. Stand your ground, and tell the person exactly how you feel, while being polite and respectable. That person may dislike you for your feelings, but it will settle the issue once and for all instead of making yourself miserable trying to avoid them.
Not everyone will like you, no matter what you do or how hard you try. There are always going to be people that gossip about you, or disagree with the things you do. Thats why it is important to be happy with yourself and the decisions you make. If you know inside that you are a good person and the best you can be, it is not necessary to try to please everyone else. The happiest people in the world are those that live by their own rules and beliefs. You will have a much healthier and stress-free life if you choose not to worry about things you cannot control, such as other people’s behavior. After all it is your life to live and your decision to spend your time however you like, guilt and pressure free!!
More Than Just Friends
Samantha and I had been friends for a few months. We seemed to have grown very close, mostly because of the similarities in our personalities and the comfortableness we felt when we spent time together. I could tell her anything and I trusted her more than any other woman I had ever known. She loved to party and have fun and it was always a pleasure to be around her. Not to mention that she was absolutely gorgeous with beautiful blond hair, the perfect figure and amazing blue eyes. Samantha constantly told me I was beautiful too, although I was more of a voluptuous woman with dark hair and deep brown eyes. I would normally feel somewhat threatened around such a gorgeous girl, but with her I felt confident and I was proud to have her as a friend.
Samantha had always made jokes about her sexual preferences, but we both liked to carry on and tease our fiance’s. Telling them we had a secret affair on the side and sometimes we would even feel each other up, just for kicks. The boys just loved it, even the thought of it would excite them so much. It was all in good humor and I had never actually been attracted to a woman or had any reason to believe otherwise. I will admit though that sometimes when I was around her, I would become aroused for no reason at all. Something inside me just wanted to reach out and touch her and sometimes it seemed unbearable. I could not understand why I felt this way, there was just something about her that made me want to kiss her, I wanted to see how it felt. Especially when we were drinking together, my whole body would start to tingle and I had never felt that sense of intense horniness before. I had no idea if she felt the same way, but I did get the impression that she was feeling the same way I was.
One particular Saturday night, we all planned to get together for a few drinks. I spent hours getting ready, I felt I had to look perfect. For some reason I could not shake the feeling that something was going to happen that night, I didn’t know what it was, I just felt something. We arrived a little after 8 and the party was already getting started. Samantha had invited a few other friends over as well. I immediately starting pounding back drinks to keep up with the crowd that already seemed wasted. By 12 o’clock I was feeling pretty good. Everyone was having a great time and Samantha looked especially hot in a little black dress.
I met her at the bathroom door as we both waited to get in. It was nothing strange for Samantha and I to go to the washroom together. She would pee while I fixed my hair, just like most girls do. But tonight there was a more serious expression on her face as we entered the bathroom. I went directly to the mirror to see how much of a state I was in after dancing all night and began to run a brush through my hair. Suddenly she slipped up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. We both laughed as we were looking at eachother in the mirror and she gently stroked my arm. Then came the overwhelming horniness that seemed to bubble up inside me whenever she was near. I wanted nothing more at that moment than to turn around and pull her into me and kiss her. As all these thoughts were running through my mind, I hardly noticed that Samantha’s hands were now softly running over my breasts. She was gently gliding back and forth over my nipples, which were so obviously engorged at that point. The sensation I was having was absolutely crazy! I could not believe how good it felt, I did not want it to stop. All the while she was doing it, our eyes were both locked together in the mirror so intensely. I had the feeling this was not the first time she had done this. She did not seem nervous at all, while I was completely shaking all over. She started to unbutton my blouse and expose my large breasts. Every button seemed like torture, all I wanted was for her to touch my skin. We both stood there gazing in the mirror and she told me how beautiful my breasts were. She then swung me around to face her. I knew I was going to get what I wanted and see what it felt like to kiss her. We both hungerly slid our tongues into eachothers mouth and it felt like heaven. Her kisses were so passionate and sweet at first and then became hard and deep. I was so aroused I could not even believe what was happening. She slid her tongue down my neck and and gently kissed my shoulders. Then she softly flicked her tongue over my nipples in a way that only a woman would know how to do. I felt as if I was going to explode and I didn’t know what to expect next. Then I felt her hand slide up my thigh under my skirt. My pussy was so wet and I could not wait for her to touch it. She slid her fingers inside of me and used her other hand to gently massage my clit. I knew it wouldn’t take much for her to bring me to a explosive orgasm and I was right. She starting thrusting harder with her fingers and moving the other quickly back and forth over my clit until everything inside me just let go. It was indescribable, the overwhelming pleasure that came out of me. I had never felt anything even near to it in my entire life. It took everything I had to not scream so loud that everyone outside the door would hear.
Then we heard several loud bangs, someone outside was trying to get in and was yelling at us to get out. We spoke not a word as we quickly gathered ourselves together and headed out the door. Someone cracked a joke about what we were doing in there as we walked by. Luckily our fiance’s were so involved with other guests at the party, they didn’t even notice our absence.
My fiance was ready to leave at that point and we quickly snuck out the door. Our drive home was quiet, but the smile on my face could be spotted a mile away. Endless questions sailed through my mind as we drove. What had just happened? What did it mean for me and my fiance? Was it going to happen again and most importantly, was it going to be my turn to return the favor?
Sexy Simplicity
Written By: Dawn Lyons
Despite the thousands of years men and women have been trying to figure each other out, it seems both sexes actually agree on something: what makes a woman sexy.
Popular culture and the media consistently portray sexy females as those who have thin yet curvy figures – extremely fit bodies with flat abdomens, perfectly perky breasts and no dimply cellulite. Hair is often artificially coloured , straightened or curled, and perceived facial flaws are covered with makeup before eyes, cheekbones and lips are accentuated with eyeshadows, blushers, bronzers and lipsticks. Women are inundated with these images multiple times on a daily basis and try to live up to these false expectations of how a sexy woman should look.
Women agree however that it isn’t a new hairstyle, losing weight, the perfect make-up application or even having pretty feet from a great pedicure that makes them sexy. Sexy is not a look, they say, but a feeling. Women, both married and unmarried and from different backgrounds cite similar examples of how this feeling can be achieved, such as receiving a simple compliment or a smile from their partner from across the room. Second glances – whether from a partner, coworker or stranger – is another simple act that makes a woman feel she is sexy. Demonstrations of affection, such as an unexpected sweep-you-off-your-feet kiss also cause women to feel their sexiest.
Surprisingly, men also state that it isn’t so much what a woman wears or a certain “look” that makes them appear sexy. While some do indicate their preference of dangly earrings versus studs, or how much they enjoy seeing a woman in high heels, men agree with women that simple things give off the sexiest vibes. According to men, it is not how a woman applies her makeup, the clothes she wears or even the perfume she uses, but how she carries herself that men find sexy. A woman who carries herself confidently but without arrogance is considered the most sexy by men.
The consensus from both men and women is that sexiness is found in simple actions and words, not in any artificial representation of how a woman can be made to appear. Some women mentioned that they feel sexiest when they are relaxing around their home in lounge clothes and without any makeup on at all because it is during this time they are truly themselves. Men agree these women are the sexiest of all because they are naturally comfortable in their own skin.