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Things Relating To The Female Sex This Week

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1) Hustler seems to be cropping up a lot lately. I don’t know if they’re trying to make a name for themselves blog-wise, but piece on porn stars without makeup is harsh times. They look pretty good to me.
Porn Stars Without Makeup On [Hustler]

2) Put your money where your mouth is and rate your fave Cosmo titles. None of them will be as good as this one (excuse the blurry photo; I was at the airport and I felt like the Hudson News lady was judging me).

“Your breasts called…And they’re feeling neglected. How to pamper and pleasure them.”

3) This week’s Sex Diary is the best I’ve read in a long time. Though (shockingly) commenters disagree. Maybe I just like it because I’m basically positive I know this girl — and not entirely in that I-know-her-because-she’s-me-way. Like, I think i actually know her. Some excerpts:

“7:35 a.m.: Jesus, he hates mornings more than anyone I know. I’ve never encountered someone who has absolutely no morning wood. This may be a blessing, though — who really wants pre-8 a.m. morning sex? I offer him coffee, but he’s out the door.
Mornings suck. Agreed.

6:25 p.m.: We’re sitting on my bed reviewing Bassoonist’s new OkCupid profile. I’m telling him that he needs to seem more interested in women and less interested in reeds.
OkCupid AND an overly heightened interest in reeds? Case closed.

9 p.m.: I would say I’m drawn to the glaring red flag of narcissism that inevitably drives every twentysomething male with a modicum of intelligence.

3 a.m.: He’s a half-Jew — effectively, my mother would have “half-liked” him.
Oh, so this is how parental approval shakes out?

12 p.m.: Awake, blissfully late. Even now, though, Med Student insists it’s too early for intercourse. Is he a sexual vampire or something? Try to explain that a little “coitus never hoitus,” but all he wants to do is make an omelet and drink all my orange juice.
ORANGE JUICE. Also vampires are not sexy, for the upteenth time.

4:45 p.m.: I’m sitting by the fountain at Lincoln Center waiting for a luthier to finish some work on my violin; I am always slightly on edge here because this location is really a vort-“ex” — a whirlpool where all my ex-boyfriends collide.
Everyone. Especially if you went to both high school and college at this intersection of streets…

10 a.m.:…Laundry! New York Times wedding announcements! Baking muffins!…
Love them all. What up weekends.

The Jewish Violinist Tying Up Her Med-School Boyfriend [NYMag]

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