The girls are talking about purses and the new bra collection at La Senza. The guys discuss the latest soccer game and take turns poking fun at the supporters of the losing team, all in good fun. The waiter then comes back and asks everyone what they want to eat. And it starts.
Mon amour, mon ami
When I moved back to Lebanon, we didn’t exchange a single Facebook comment, like or poke, but every couple of months we’d have a long, in depth phone conversation, because we care about staying in each other’s lives. Relationships, real relationships, need real nurturing, if someone’s important, we are proactive in keeping them in our lives. Those relationships nurtured on purpose, I love them more than relationships built by circumstances.
It’s one of those devastatingly-frustrating, poisonously-enraging moments where I wish I could strangle the person talking to me. Of course I won’t, because I’m a grown up, a professional and a lady. The Lebanese glass ceiling is about to come crashing down on my head, and yours.
MILFs and Cougars have feelings as well, and we, as a responsible and loving surrounding, have to keep them happy so that they keep the wheels of karma rolling. No one wants to be around an angry cougar. As much as they are beautiful creatures, cougars are dangerous hunters. Fortunately, some of the younger gents were born equipped with an instinct for trouble. Unfortunately, that’s where the controversy starts. As a Happy Mother’s Day nod to all MILFs, here’s my take on the stereotypical barriers of lust.
Someone walks in your office shouting about something trivial and you think to yourself: “This person needs to get laid, man!” Well, this theory is not entirely wrong. Scientifically, what you mean is that this person needs more oxytocin pumping through their neural synapses.
The seemingly stagnant status of my relationship is driving the people around me crazy, and by default, their reactions are driving me crazy. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had the “When are you getting married?” convo. They don’t get it. When Fida asked me to write about why I didn’t want to get married in our wedding-themed issue, I jumped at the chance. Maybe putting it in print and making my entourage read it will imprint my reasons in their minds (pun very intended).
As successful as pornography is, at least commercially speaking, it has been at constant battle with lawmakers that attempt to restrict its availability to the public. But, with the expansion of the internet, talk of “banning” porn is highly unlikely. So rather than beating a dead horse (and also because we don’t believe in censorship), RAGMAG will focus on educating you about the classical schools of thought on porn. Read on to learn the effects of pornography on your relationship and the gender differences in consuming porn.
Ah, Valentine’s Day. Some will tell you it’s the most magical day of the year and others will call it the most overhyped, over-exploited and overrated day ever. I actually really love Valentine’s Day –I mean, what’s not to like? Sappy music on the radio, check. Fuzzy red teddy bears in every shop window, check. Heart-shaped chocolate in every candy aisle of every supermarket, check. Giggling girls planning on decking their boyfriends’ rooms with red-and-pink balloons and giving them pink boxers with red hearts as a mock-present, check. Panicking guys who don’t know what to give their girlfriends and who can’t find a place at a decent restaurant, CHECK. All those factors make February 14th my favorite day of the year. And if you believed that, you obviously don’t know me.
You wake up one morning with a database of e-mails and messages, with endless memories and one and only broken-heart. It’s over. The tough journey begins: you cry, you eat chocolate, you look at your cute pictures together and you isolate yourself for days... Guess what? You are not the first woman facing the end of a long term relationship. Many have tread the path before you so benefit from their advice to move on!