POSTS WITH TAG: turn-offs

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    The age-old debate over whether men believe women should wear a full face of makeup or go all natural continues to rage on. Although plenty of guys feel they shouldn't really have any say in the matter, their likes and dislikes are a whole different ballgame. And apparently, they would much prefer we lay off the shadow and blush. 

    According to a new survey of 1,000 women and 500 men done by St. Ives, three-fourths of men are fans of a more natural look, while 40 percent say they think women wear too much makeup. Awesome! And we should care, because ...?

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    We hear it whenever we do something a guy just doesn't understand -- or can't be bothered to try to understand: You're crazy. For some reason there's no equivalent of that annoying cliche, "bitches be crazy," for men. "Guys be ... um... themselves"? I guess it's because men are never crazy, right? 

    Haha, of course not. Dudes be bonkers all the freakin' time. Honestly, I don't think either gender has a monopoly on insanity. Both can be equally unreasonable, emotionally unstable, and generally bananas. But for whatever reason, men seem to call women crazy more often. Whatever reason? Actually, for several! Here are just a few of the reasons why a man will call a woman crazy.

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    I've dated a bunch of guys over the last year as a newly single mom and inevitably the conversation gets to sex. And as a sex columnist and writer, I figured it would be the perfect opportunity to get insight into what men think is the biggest turn-off in the bedroom.

    Well. Let me just say that not only were the answers pretty much consistent across the board, the turn-off was something that I would never have thought would have made the list in a thousand years.

    But worst of all, a lot of women do it. Including you.

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    It doesn't take a major scientific study -- or the Daily Mail -- to tell us first impressions matter on a first date. But guess what: You're about to get this newsflash anyway. According to a big survey of 2000 people by AXA, you have exactly 12 minutes to make an impression on a first date. Your moment of judgment is swift and fleeting, so you'd better get it right. Or else! You'll just have to go on another first date with someone else.

    If you want Cupid's arrows on your side, be sure to smile a lot, make eye contact, breathe out minty freshness, use a pleasant tone of voice, and wear a spiffy outfit. These all sound straight from the No Shit Files, but you'd be amazed how often people get them wrong. If, on the other hand, you are determined to torpedo your chance at love with Mr. New, be sure to have foul body odor, bad breath, swear a lot, dress like a hobo, and scowl. Or try any of these proven romance-killing gestures.

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    Relationships are better off when the man is older. With a certain few exceptions -- notably, every Real Housewives star ever -- he is usually the less intelligent and mature one at the same age. He is probably better able to provide at an older age, too, if that's important to her. (Luckily for me, it's not very important to my wife!)

    The reason it happens anyway is because we will always find our biggest dating successes with younger women. In our early 30s, they're like mail-order brides just grateful to have escaped Eastern Europe. There's no talk about children or how we intend to provide. All we need to do to impress them is not live with our parents.

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    Ladies, tell your man to get that cellphone out of his pocket! Scientists may have discovered a link between cellphone usage and erectile dysfunction. Preliminary results published in the Central European Journal of Urology seem to indicate that men suffering from chronic ED spend a lot more time in contact with their switched-on mobile devices than those that don't have issues in that department.

    And here you thought it was just too much Candy Crush killing the mood.

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    Ah, dating. Can't I just skip this whole dating thing and settle in with a nice, normal boyfriend who thinks I'm pretty and enjoys my cooking? No? I have to go through the rigmarole of getting to know guys on awkward first dates and deciding to move on or, worse (!), dealing with the unrequited crush when I'm not his cup of tequila? No? Damn.

    Occassionally, a date makes a confession on a first date that crosses him off my list almost immediately. Like the time this one guy admitted that he liked to smoke pot. A lot. To each their own, I guess, but I'm pretty sure I don't want a pot-head boyfriend.

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    This article was written by Sophie Rosen of

    Being a single mother almost always means a life spent racing the clock. Our days often begin well before dawn and extend long past sundown. In between, our schedules are filled with the rigors and challenges of balancing career, child rearing, and homemaking.

    An evening spent with a great guy is something I know I always look forward to. But what guys think is a dating hot spot may be, for a single mom, a surefire dating not-not.

    Here are 5 places never to take a single mom on a first date.

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    The reason I've lasted 10 years with my wife is not because I make her laugh, which I haven't for about six years. It's not great sex, either (not for eight years). It's not even couple's therapy. I credit our romantic endurance to an uncommon medical condition. My marriage works because my wife lost her sense of smell. When Jo Ann was 10 years old, an insect bite caused a case of encephalitis that resulted in traumatic brain swelling, three months home from school, and the foundation for what would one day be a happy marriage.

    She can't smell a damn thing -- not freshly cut grass, a new car, or baking bread. She couldn't even smell the top of our newborn daughter's head.

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    She was a traditional Catholic girl from New Jersey. I was a former New Yorker visiting my Jewish parents for the week. We met at a Rangers game other people had dragged us to. We both hated hockey. In her case, it was because she preferred other sports. So that's what I pretended, too.

    With encouragement from my friend Jumbo Budweiser, I found the nerve to suggest the continuation of our playful conversation over dinner the next night. This is not a story about the woman who would become my wife, and there is a very specific reason why.

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