Can Somebody Smack This Woman?

There's this website called "STFU Marrieds", and I'm completely in love with it. Because I'm so fucking sick of seeing boring ass Facebook status updates from annoying friends who go on and on about their married lives. I have one friend in particular who constantly updates her page with comments about how she misses her "man" when he travels on business. STFU. He's probably cheating on you. This is the same one who used to have a t-shirt that said "I love my boyfriend". People like this need to be smacked upside the head. Seriously.


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Photoshop Disaster: Britney's Candies Ads

She looks like a wax sculpture from Madame Tussauds Wax Museum. Everything about these ads are artificial and strange looking. It's as if they took some random photos of Britney and superimposed them into various pictures.

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The Pick-Up Artist Gone Wrong

The other night, my roommate and I decided to grab some drinks at a local bar up the street from us. We sat down at the bar and ordered a couple of Coronas and about twenty minutes later, two guys walked in. Before we knew it, one of them came over to us in a frenetic, yet extremely awkward manner and blurted out: "If you could give up one thing, great food or great sex, which would it be?"

The worst part was he stammered because he was obviously nervous, which made my roommate and I feel really uncomfortable and embarrassed for him. In fact I was cringing, and I couldn't even answer his poll question or whatever it was because my mind had gone blank. The situation was sad, and he obviously felt humiliated and soon left the bar with his wingman aka the silent, timid guy standing next to him.

I decided to research the PUA (Pick-Up Artists) opening lines. Now, just picture some guy coming up to you and a friend, asking you these stupid questions.

Settle this bet for me, ok? If you KNOW you will never get caught, is it cheating?

Guys, quick question. What's hotter: a tattoo, or a piercing?

Do you guys know any good places to dance around here?

Guys. I have a really important question for you. Like, fate of the world stuff. You ready? Bacon? Or ham?

OK, I need help settling this argument. Guys or girls: who kisses better?

How about instead of all this hoopla, a guy comes over with some confidence and a smile and says hello and asks you how your night is going so far. Simple is good. Women respond well to friendly and confident. They don't want to be polled or surveyed. You have a much better chance of striking up a conversation acting normal than you do coming across as a bad TV game show host.

Colette's Club Track of the Day: I Hate This Part

Since I love club music, and I'm a former club girl, I thought it would be fun to feature a new club track for all the ladies who love to dance to this kind of music.

I Hate This Part: Pussycat Dolls (Digital Dog Remix)

My So You Think You Can Dance Obsession Continues

This Mia Michaels' contemporary routine from So You Think You Can Dance is one of my favorites from this season. I've only watched it about ten times. I'm obsessed! It's called "The Butt Dance, and once you watch it, you'll understand why.



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Just Say No To Dudes on the Pole

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Dancin' The Night Away

Last night, I went out dancing with my cousin, who just turned 21, and my best friend and her friends. We had a blast dancing the night away. I realized how much I've missed it. It had been so long since I had been out to a club. I felt alive again for the first time in years.

My ex and I had met in the club scene, and we fell in love because we shared the same taste in music and love for everything related to the scene. When our relationship started falling apart, we no longer went out, for a variety of personal reasons, even too personal for this blog. We stopped having fun with each other.

It made me think about relationships and how the only way they work is if a couple makes the effort to constantly work on them. It takes communication, compromise, and being able to have a good time with each other. Once those things are gone, then there's nothing left. Love cannot survive if those two people build a wall between each other, whether they realize it or not.

We no longer danced the night away with each other, the way we used to when we first met and fell in love. We no longer hugged each other, or told each other how much we meant to each other, and most importantly, we stopped having fun together. We became enemies and strangers living together. The last year of our relationship was like living with the ghost of what we used to be. I was constantly depressed and beat myself up because I couldn't make the relationship any better.

I lost myself. My spirit was broken, and I stopped going out and dancing, something I had been doing for a good ten years, if not more. My failing relationship took over my life. Last night was the first time since my break-up where I actually felt like my old self again. I danced the night away, but I also found a piece of myself that had been lost for a long time. It was an amazing thing.