For about a month I was running a voting campaign on Sexpressed asking people to tell me what the next “How To” video should be all about. Overwhelmingly the topic of genital shaving was the preferred choice selected by visitors. I’m excited to announce that I’ve heard you all loud
When I created Sexpressed as a silly little WordPress blog 5 years ago, I vowed one thing to myself: I will never, ever talk about politics on my site. My site is called “Sexpressed” and will be about sex. Sure, there may be times when I talk about things other than sex, especially in the Quickies, but politics has no place on the site. I want people to be excited to come to my site and have a good time reading it. Even today in the Sexpressed Newswires I try to keep even the most devastating and awful stories in some way humorous.
When I was a kid I hated the Spice Girls. I was 13 when Spice, their first album, was released. As a male teen in the 90’s the last thing I would ever be interested in would be a manufactured girl group singing over synthesized gloss pop and white hip-hop beats. I was listening to Nirvana, The Smashing Pumpkins, Nine Inch Nails, and Fiona Apple. Those are real artists who write their own songs on real instruments, pulling
When Making A Murderer was released at the end of December last year, it instantly became a sensation. My social networking feeds were plastered with people making status updates about their anger and outrage over Steven Avery’s and Brendan Dassey’s clearly wrongful convictions. Once Eloise and I binge-watched the whole series over the New Year holiday weekend I joined right in with them, hollering about how the
If you’ve ever tried to introduce sex toys to the bedroom and been immediately shut down by your partner, this one’s for you. For some reason, lots of guys get tend to feel oddly insecure by the mere suggestion of his lady being penetrated by something other than him. I’ve got 4 tips to help you sell your partner on the idea.
One of the things we tend to forget about here in America is just how large and fucked up the world really is. Hell, it’s easy for me to forget just how large and fucked up America is, since I live in the insulated world of Connecticut. Here in my home state, our crime rate is low, our wealth is high, our graduation rate is strong, our politics are sensible, and we’re healthy as fuck. Sometimes I forget that within my own country, there are plenty of states that are on the opposite side of all those spectrums. So it can be a real stretch for me to remember that the world outside of America is