Happy New Year Ariscetocrats!
It's 2014 ya'll! Time to change your lives for the next month and then go back to whatever the hell you've always done! And yes, that was a READ on everybody who bullshits on their own resolutions (insert side eye and head shaking here). My self promises for this year are simple Party Monster classics: Money. Success. Fame. Glamour. I figured all of those were realistic enough to achieve yet challenging enough to keep me motivated and actually follow through. What were yours?
I'll never forget the year I made a sex resolution. Before I became my serial dating sex-pert self, I was honestly a bit of a prude. Picky to a fault, I made excuses, I was a bore in bed. Something had to change. In 2010 I vowed to be a fun-fuck, a good time Sally, a rough rider, more of a Samantha and less of a Charlotte! Note: If you don't get Sex and The City references, I don't know how you even found my articles. I owed it to myself to have great sex and be more adventurous in the love game, I mean YOLO right? Not two days into the new year, came my first one night stand.