The 1975, in all their teenage angst and glory, have been building serious momentum all year with singles like this, the propulsive and irresistible "Sex." Their other material is similarly unapologetic but also textured and surprising: they're in turns richly ambient, pop-punk bouncy, tart, delicate, and '80s-movie sincere. You can stream their self-titled debut at Fader now, good listening for the sunny long weekend ahead.
Just when you think a subject (the difference between "porn sex" and "real sex") has been run into the ground by a stampede of good intentions, you watch an airy three-minute video of fruits and vegetables and a crisp, soothing British voice explaining statistics that make you go WHAT? omg WHATTT, and you realize you don't know anything, and that life is a forest of the strange and unknowable. Mostly SFW, except for this one part where a banana emerges from a jar of chocolate with a truly alarming close-up on the choco texture.
"Once she's convinced he's strong enough, she'll stop struggling." —How do crabs have sex? Just like us: They hug for days, he uses two penis-like antennae, her skin falls off, and they break up.
See also: Isabella Rossellini's delightful "Green Porno" series.
[In April, an animal] tender went into Armani's enclosure and received quite a shock.
Armani, sometime during the previous night, had given birth to another baby.
The sudden appearance of little Archie was a surprise, to say the least. The gestation period for anteaters is six months. Armani and Alf had not been back together long enough to do what they needed to do to put the cycle of life into gear a second time.
How to explain Armani's miracle?
What’s the first sexual memory or thought you can remember?
I remember finding my father's porno cassette in 1987. I'm five years old, and this VHS is called The Satisfiers of Delta Blue—a fact I confirmed years later when I found it on a porn site and was like, “My god. This is it.”
The cassette was up in the very top shelf in his closet. I think knowing that this was such a secret thing, before [...]
Just so you know, I'm straight. You're the best person to help me because I need to "come out" to my ultra-conservative, evangelical Christian family. I have not been involved in their religion in many years, but I was raised in it. Since becoming an adult and leaving the church, I have some family members who have become distant or cold, some who actively try to save me, and some who treat me like they always have. My entire extended family belongs to this religion.
Growing up in the church, I knew marriage meant that I would find a nice boy, settle down, and be a good submissive wife. Yuck. [...]
A few days ago I got a press release about sex, mattresses, and sleeping that included the sentence
Findings from a new research study titled SexySleepTM … reveal problems that memory foam mattress owners face during intimacy, describing the experience as being "stuck in quicksand," "uncomfortable," "difficult" and even "horrible."
And even horrible. Which made me click the link, which brought me to this amazing video about sex and memory foam mattresses, which then led me to the above music video that I've come to love so much. Happy Better Sleep Month — hopefully it's been a good one.
There's also a director's cut.
All Buttoned Up: It's sexy to have sex with your clothes still on, so the more clothes you have on, the sexier the sex. Both of you put on full-on snowsuits, and boy, will it be hot.
Bee Sweet: Tell him that if he covers himself in honey you'll lick it all off. (N.B.: honey is actually pretty hard to lick off of someone.) Once he's completely covered and stuck to the bed, excuse yourself to watch The Notebook.
Crisis Call: Fancy a hot mid-day shag? Call him a panic and tell him that you're being held hostage by a crazed gunman and he'll be home in no time. Hang [...]
Rookie just did a Q&A with Judy Blume about banned books, friendship, and whether Margaret will ever get that must-be-increased bust ("No!… Margaret's just like me: an A-cup for life!"), and the author—whose unabashedly honest girl-world trailblazing can never be overstated—is just as delightful as ever.
I was drawn to the segment below, which made me think about a conversation I had over the long weekend with a gorgeous woman in her sixties; because I was in Martha's Vineyard, I was already thinking about Judy Blume and the dirty confectionery of Summer Sisters every time I saw teenagers disappearing like beautiful deer into some hydrangea-laced greenery [...]
Half a century ago, the birth-control pill offered women the ability to switch off ovulation, to separate sex from reproduction. It played a part, as the ‘60s got under way, in propelling a host of profound changes, cultural as well as reproductive, societal as well as intimate — in how women saw themselves and lived their lives, starting with the notion of women being above all baby makers and mothers. The promise of Lybrido and of a similar medication called Lybridos, which Tuiten also has in trials, or of whatever chemical finally wins the race for F.D.A. approval, is that it will be possible to take a next step, to [...]