Friday, November 26, 2010

Two Hearts Beating: Together?



After reading, The Decline of Men by noted author, journalist and entrepreneur, Guy Garcia, I took a long sip of my wine and let it sink in. Feminism was never about becoming greater than men, it was about becoming their equal; somewhere along the line, the rise of female success had led men to feel inadequate.

I could not help but feel a twinge of depression, did this mean that I would never find my partner in crime? Was all hope of finding my equal now lost? The only thing I could do was track Mr. Garcia down and find out; was all hope lost, or would men eventually be able to find a new sense of self?

His answer? A little from column 'A' and a little from column 'B'.


Chloe: As a male journalist specializing in socio-economic market research, what is the most notable shift you’ve witnessed, since the start of your career in the early 80’s, in terms of female attitude and behavior?    

Guy Garcia: Female attitude and behavior has become more complex as women continue to rise as a gender. Their options in education, work and social life continue to expand, which has made their lives more fulfilling but also more complicated. As men’s social and employment options shrink, women are more and more likely to be a co-income contributor, or increasingly, the main breadwinner. As women become better educated and financially independent, the pool of men that they respect or deem worthy of being with will continue to shrink.


C: As per your novel, The Decline of Men, women have a better success rate when it comes to our modern day social structures (ironic as I believe it was men who created these norms). Do you feel that young men are doomed to be less successful than their female counterparts? Or is it the late 30 and 40 year old's of today who will fall victim to the societal changes of women? 

GG: First of all, The Decline of Men is non-fiction business/sociology. It’s true that women are better suited for the 21st century economy, which favors communication and people skills that give women an innate edge over men. In 2010, women outnumbered men in the workforce for the first time in U.S. history. Also, with women making up more than 60% of all college students in America, it’s only a matter of time before women pull ahead of men in terms of overall earning power. It is indeed ironic that the socio-economic structures that men built—and the very machines that make their muscles irrelevant and obsolete—no longer favor the male gender. The traditional definition of males and why they matter is obsolete and as a society we are still groping for what will replace it.


C: Men like the idea of me, but most don’t really like me. As a young, modern woman, my bold sexual presence excites men at first, but tends to leave them feeling disappointed later. Do you see men and women ever hitting equilibrium? Why does society tend to put us against each other?

GG: Society still tells men that they should be dominant, strong, decisive, etc.  In the workplace and public life, women were in a supportive role, although the female rule of domestic life had its own power. Now women are competing with men for jobs and socio-political clout, yet men have not replaced women as the domestic decider, which includes most household purchases.  Nowadays it’s little girls who are told they should grow up to be fearless, strong, smart, financially independent; as a gender they are in ascent, even as males stall or decline. Men will always be physically attracted to females, but their role in the relationship is no longer so clear. Some guys are ok in the supportive role, other are not. Some women are ok with men that are tame and submissive, but women of all ages complain to me that they can’t find “real guys.”  Guys used to use money and power to lure and impress women, now they use Axe and shave their bodies.  Leveraging physical attractiveness to balance power with the opposite sex is a strategy that men have learned from women.  A lot of young guys aren’t sure they can afford to pick up the dinner tab, let alone support a wife and family. As a result, the gratification of immediate pleasure replaces the rewards of long-term commitment.


C: From an early age the discussion of career and family seems to play a role in the conversations of young girls. Will society reach a point where both men and women will have the ‘choice’ to stay home with the kids or work, and why?

GG: Men are staying home now, but it’s not to raise the kids, it’s because they lost their jobs. In Sweden, the government is mandating maternity leave—paternity leave?—for men.  As women take on more demanding jobs we’ll see more gender-neutral flexibility in the workforce, but the percentage of guys who willingly take on roles previously delegated to women is still very small.  For now many women find themselves doing the work of both genders: holding down a job – and still making dinner, cleaning the house and making sure the kids have clean clothes for school, etc.  Telling guys that they are now free to be housewives is not very liberating; until a truly new definition of masculinity evolves to replace the outdated one, you’re going to see more male confusion, resentment and disengagement.


C: Do you believe that the future success of men is directly linked to the success of women? Or is the ‘decline of men’ a much larger statement about my generation as a whole?

GG: Men and women are inextricably linked. Their fates and desires are intertwined and always will be. Treating the genders as two separate entities misses the point. Half the population slacking off, losing its way and falling behind is a problem for society as a whole, and the solution will come only from men and women facing the facts and redefining the future together. The interesting question to me is: as women replace men in the upper echelons, will they keep the structures and systems built by males or transform them into something completely new and different?

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Meet The Men of So I Met This Guy...

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Everything you ever wanted to know about The Men in my life, can be discovered through our lusty affairs... Enjoy.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Are You Chloe?



Chloe is an educated, hard working, loving, sexual creature; who takes pride in everything she does.

She is the woman who defies expectations and societal norms in exchange for what feels right to her. She doesn’t judge others.

Chloe knows how to make herself happy and doesn't rely on others to enjoy life.

Chloe doesn't let the fear of failing stand in her way. She wants successes for herself and those around her.

Chloe takes the time to find the beauty in everyday. She knows loneliness and chose to fulfill herself, rather than wait for someone else to please her.

She wants to find her partner in crime, someone to push her to be the best she can; someone who she can push to be their best. The couple that no one can take their eyes off of because they make each other even better.

Chloe doesn't want everlasting passionate love, she wants someone who she respects and in turn who respects her. For Chloe, the most important thing is mutual respect and admiration

Chloe is the ability to be true to yourself, she is the voice of this generation, the marker of something much bigger. She is the new woman.

Chloe is the answer to the 'Sex and The City' generation before us.

Chloe is not only me, she is YOU.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Best Dressed: America's New 'IT' Color

Every click of a link, or flip of the magazine page we are bombarded with yet another, "BEST DRESSED" list and Vogue.com is no exception. Let's be real for .2 seconds; 'best dressed' has nothing to do with style and everything to do with status and fame.


Point in case, today on Vogue.com 'Best Dressed'; Lady Gaga ahead by 3000 votes, followed by Blake Lively (aka Gossip Girl) who's ahead by 600. Fashion darlings Alexa Chung and Liya Kebede are far more chic than say, M. Obama, yet trail way behind due to their lower celebrity ranking. 

Perhaps IMDB should get their star meter rankings from the best dressed lists? The only purpose for these seemingly useless polls is to allow readers to feel like their opinions matters. Listen, if your opinion actually mattered you'd be writing for the magazine, not reading it for tips on, 'How to Wear Red: Fall's IT Color'.

P.S. Fall 2010 is about the high-waisted, wide leg pant. Just saying.    

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Picture 'Perfect'

I can't help but go crazy for artist, Michelle Thompson. Her combination of imagery, color, use of line and space, creates dynamic, three-dimensional visuals. Each piece poses a reflective and thoughtful answer to the questions about our society today. For your viewing pleasure, I've included a few of my favorites. (Anyone wanting to get me a holiday gift, I'll take one of each.) 




















Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Mark My Word



You know he's good when it leaves a mark.

I could tell from the first time we’d fucked that he loved sex; though it appeared he’d never been with a woman who was open to exploring it. All that was about to change. 

The Brit and I had been between the sheets for hours, yet somehow I was craving more. We lay naked, our breath heavy and slow. I reached across his chest and dragged my nails over his skin. He was taken with me in every way, but most especially how I pushed him to explore sex. The Brit would spank me, and I could see his excitement rise. He’d grab my neck and squeeze tightly; he later confessed he’d never that done before, and how much he liked it.

I was half way out the door when I felt his hands on my waist. The Brit lifted me onto his kitchen table, pulled my lace La Perla thong to the side and devoured me, again. He ripped off the lace using his teeth and slid himself inside me, taking me harder than ever before. It felt amazing and even though I was going to be so late for drinks, I wanted him to keep going.

Pulling me off the table, he bent me over the grey leather couch. Ass in the air, he continued to work me until I let go.

I woke up the next morning with giant blue and purple marks across my lower back… If we were going to keep fucking in the kitchen, he was going to have to invest in a new table.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Give It To Me



Have you ever wanted a hand guided tour of your man's main squeeze? Well Coco De Mer wants to give you step by step guided instructions and SHOW you the way around.

This Monday, November 15th at 7PM Coco De Mer brings you their in-store salon, 'Playing His Flute Skin' where you can watch and learn exactly how to send your man up and over the edge of ecstasy.

For beginners and experts alike; I can think of no better way to spend a Monday night in... 

Just Can't Get Enough



Sexual Compulsives Anonymous (SCA) has devised a master list of 20, yes or no, questions to see if you are sexually compulsive (A.K.A a sex addict). I found myself saying, 'Yes' to numbers 4 & 5... Let's see how sexually addicted you are.

According to the SCA, answering, 'Yes' to 3 or more questions means they might just need to tie you up; but let's be honest, who doesn't like being tied up every now and again?

The Twenty Questions

  1. Do you frequently experience remorse, depression, or guilt about your sexual activity?
  2. Do you feel your sexual drive and activity is getting out of control? Have you repeatedly tried to stop or reduce certain sexual behaviors, but inevitably you could not?
  3. Are you unable to resist sexual advances, or turn down sexual propositions when offered?
  4. Do you use sex to escape from uncomfortable feelings such as anxiety, fear, anger, resentment, guilt, etc. which seem to disappear when the sexual obsession starts?
  5. Do you spend excessive time obsessing about sex or engaged in sexual activity?
  6. Have you neglected your family, friends, spouse or relationship because of the time you spend in sexual activity?
  7. Do your sexual pursuits interfere with your work or professional development?
  8. Is your sexual life secretive, a source of shame, and not in keeping with your values? Do you lie to others to cover up your sexual activity?
  9. Are you afraid of sex? Do you avoid romantic and sexual relationships with others and restrict your sexual activity to fantasy, masturbation, and solitary or anonymous activity?
  10. Are you increasingly unable to perform sexually without other stimuli such as pornography, videos, "poppers," drugs/alcohol, "toys," etc.?
  11. Do you have to resort increasingly to abusive, humiliating, or painful sexual fantasies or behaviors to get sexually aroused?
  12. Has your sexual activity prevented you from developing a close, loving relationship with a partner? Or, have you developed a pattern of intense romantic or sexual relationships that never seem to last once the excitement wears off?
  13. Do you only have anonymous sex or one-night stands? Do you usually want to get away from your sexual partner after the encounter?
  14. Do you have sex with people with whom you normally would not associate?
  15. Do you frequent clubs, bars, adult bookstores, restrooms, parks and other public places in search of sexual partners?
  16. Have you ever been arrested or placed yourself in legal jeopardy for your sexual activity?
  17. Have you ever risked your physical health with exposure to sexually transmitted diseases by engaging in "unsafe" sexual activity?
  18. Has the money you spent on pornography, videos, phone sex, or hustlers/prostitutes strained your financial resources?
  19. Have people you trust expressed concern about your sexual activity?
  20. Does life seem meaningless and hopeless without a romantic or sexual relationship?

Thursday, November 11, 2010

NYC Branded Fucking; Push The Power Button



You can fuck 'NYC' approved... while supplies last.

A friendly neighborhood reminder that New Yorkers have 'the power' to prevent unwanted pregnancy and sexually transmitted infections by, "pushing the power button" the newly chosen symbol found on each and everyone of the 10,000 FREE condoms the city will give out to honor the new design.

Power button-wrapped condoms can be found in your neighborhood nail salons, barbershops, bars and restaurants starting in mid-November, so get keep your eyes peeled starting NOW to score some. 

For questions on how to find these little treats, or questions on practicing safe sex, New Yorkers can call 311 or visit nyc.gov

Stay clean. -- Chloe xx

Trick or Treat?



Why is it that disgusting, creepy, old men always think it is totally okay to hit on girls half their age with twice the looks?

"I charge $100 for the first minute and $25 for each additional," my standard line when the creep can't take the hint to move on. Either way it works; they keep talking and I make some $$ or they shut up and go.

What tricks do you have up your designer clad sleeve?

Monday, November 8, 2010

Tip of The Week: Take Things as They Come



When a man calls your phone at 1:30AM, after more than a year sans communication, you know he is only interested in one thing. And seeing as we'd never had sex, I found myself taken aback when he began whispering dirty sentiments through the phone.

The following morning, in what was starting to feel like clockwork, the phone flashed his name across the screen. The Brit was not giving up easy. The words rolled off his tongue sending shivers throughout my body, making me ache to be touched, kissed and pulled apart.

"Rather than tell me what you want to do to me, why don't I hop into a taxi and you can just do it?" As fun as it was to hear about how hot I made him, I didn't want to talk; I wanted action.

The door to his Tribeca penthouse loft swung open; his lips immediately pressed against mine. His hands skimmed the sides of my waist and hips. Grabbing tightly, he threw me up against the wall and kissed my neck and shoulders.

The Brit grabbed my ass and lifted me up so my legs wrapped around his waist, then carried me to bed. After what felt like 12 hours of anticipation, he made me come once; then again, and again once more.

Not exactly what I had anticipated doing all Saturday afternoon; but hey, sometimes you just have to run with it.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Time Warp



They say that time heals everything, but as I sat next to The Ex I couldn’t help but think everything was exactly the same.

Not only had The Ex responded to my email to catch up, he invited himself to join me out for a drink right then and there. I guess he felt that coffee wasn’t adequate fuel for seeing an ex for the first time in years.

I sipped my Merlot and continued the polite conversation where The Ex and I caught up on life. Him, delicately navigating around the recent loss of his job and breakup with his girlfriend, while I tried not to sounds too accomplished or happy with everything I’d achieved since our split.
 
Last call had people rushing the bar and my friends, who had been sitting near by, invited us to join the midnight (aka 4AM) snack run. Walking in search of eats, the 5 of us turned into 4, and then 3, as people began to call it a night and head home. Down to me, my friend who I was crashing with, and The Ex, we reached the corner of our street. The Ex awkwardly invited me to his place, but I countered offered and invited him in to my friend’s.

The Ex and I sat on the couch; both of us waiting for what would be next. He was nervous; his heart pounding so hard, I swear I could see it moving. “I still fantasize about you… No one has ever made me feel the way you did,” he could hardly look at me as the words fell from his mouth. “Sex with you is like nothing else.” 

Caught off guard and totally unprepared to respond, I smiled and moved closer to him resting my head on his chest. With his arm around me, it felt like the clock had gone back in time to 3 years ago, when everything was perfect, when we were perfect.

His hands slid their way up my legs, over my body-skimming dress to my hipbone, then my waist. The Ex leaned in and kissed me, pulling me closer with each breath. His kiss was so familiar; it was wild. He could not control his self, pushing his hands up my skirt, trying desperately to remove my clothes. The energy between us was wild and totally unexpected. We had been so great together, so fucking great. And this kissing while in each other’s arms was just a big reminder of all the amazing things we’d had together.

The Ex couldn’t stop. He kept looking at me, a hunger in his eyes, telling me how sexy I was, how he desired me. We had to stop, but we couldn’t. His lips pressed against the skin of my neck, his tongue pushed inside my ear as his fingers slid deep inside me forced me to cum.

“You should go,” I whispered between inhales. I had no idea what just happened, but I needed him to leave before I could have sex with him; my will power was at an all time low. The sound of the door locking as it closed behind him hit me hard.

What the fuck had I just got myself into?

Monday, November 1, 2010

Tip of The Week: Breathing is Overrated



We go through life unconscious, saying what we are supposed to say, behaving as we are told to behave.

How many times a day does a complete stranger utter the phrase, "Hi, how are you?" It seems simple and innocent enough, but why have we been trained to ask people such an invasive question, when we could really care less about their answer? Is it so difficult for people to just greet each other with a simple, 'Hello'?

I used to grin and bear it, responding with something equally predictable and inconsequential, until a particularly low evening when I chose a more suitable quip. Rather than conform to something socially accepted and expected, I chose to say what was really on my mind, "My day has been complete shit, thanks for asking."

Stunned by my brutal honestly and refute to play the game that was set out for us, the sales clerk turned a lovely shade of pink and began to mumble inaudibly.

Unless you really want to know the answer to a question, do everyone a favor and save your breath.