Want to really put Santa to shame this year? By giving a subscription to a monthly box, you can perpetuate the holiday season all year long. No matter if you're shopping for your beauty junkie BFF or your chef-wannabe boyfriend, these options are sure to satisfy anybody and everybody on your list.
Showing posts with label Holiday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Holiday. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Friday, January 4, 2013
I’ve Got That Warm, Holiday Feeling
Justin was leaving to go home for Christmas after work today, so he invited me over last night to watch a movie and dry hump on his couch. I added that last part obviously.
Justin and I are in this weird phase where we’re not a couple, but we are “seeing” each other, and I am lost as to what the gift-giving etiquette of this arrangement is. I’ve either had a boyfriend or been really single for the holidays, so I’ve never had to sift through this in-between relationship business before.
“Do not get him a present,” Ashley cautioned me as we did some last minute shopping on our lunch breaks. “Think how awkward it will be if you get him a present and he doesn’t get you one.”
“But won’t it be awkward if he gets me a present and I don’t get him one?” “Jos, not to be mean, but I highly doubt he is getting you a present. Eric barely got you a present and you dated for five years.”
“Yeah, but Eric was a dick,” I said.
Ashley picked up a tin of cookies. “Then get him something small, like this.”
So I showed up at Justin’s apartment last night armed with sweets and a bottle of wine.
“Merry Christmas!” I said when he opened the door, offering the tin of macaroons up to him like a sacrifice.
Justin took the bow off the tin and stuck it on my shirt.
He said, with a completely straight face, “You’re my present this year.”
I snapped my fingers and pointed at him. “That’s from that really obnoxious coffee commercial that needs to just go away already.”
“It is,” Justin said as he pulled me into him, the cookies and wine squished between us. “But I also meant it.” He gave me a big kiss. Mmmm.
I sat down on the couch while Justin went into the kitchen to pour the wine. He came back with two glasses in hand, set them on the coffee table, then reached into his pocket and retrieved a small gift box.
“Are you proposing to me?” I asked.
Justin laughed. “It’s just something small.” He handed it to me. “It made me think of you.”
I opened the box. Inside was a delicate gold charm bracelet. The charm was a sneaker. Goddamn you Ashley and all your terrible advice!
“Justin.” I put my hand on my chest. “Wow, this is beautiful.”
Justin sat down next to me. “You like it?”
“I love it.” Justin fastened the bracelet around my wrist. “I just feel so bad, I didn’t know we were doing real gifts.”
Justin waved his hand at me. “Josie, it’s nothing. I don't even think it’s real gold.”
“Well don’t tell me that,” I swatted his arm.
Justin caught my hand and pulled me towards him. He kissed me and pressed his body against me, pushing me back until I was lying down and he was on top of me. I was so happy to be making out inside, on a piece of comfortable furniture, I could barely contain myself. Things got really heated—we were grinding against each other and he had his hands under my shirt. Even though I wanted to go further, I pulled away.
“Maybe we should put the movie on?”
Justin nodded. Reluctantly, I might add.
We flipped through the On Demand options, and somehow, randomly, decided on I Am Legend. Neither of us had ever seen it and Justin loves thrillers (shocker!). I don’t mind them, and I’m kind of into the whole zombie trend. Also, I’d once read that scary movies are an aphrodisiac.
Unfortunately, the movie ended up being a total mood-killer when we got to the part where (for anyone who has not seen the movie, spoiler alert ahead!) Will Smith was forced to suffocate his dog—his only friend left in the world!—after he was infected with the zombie virus. People, when I say bawling, I am not effectively describing my reaction to this. I was red and blotchy, hiccupping like a drunken baby, and incapable of breathing through my nose. Justin had to turn the movie off I was such a mess.
“I’m sorry,” I sniffled, wiping my eyes with a paper towel. “I don't know what that was about!”
“It’s okay,” Justin said, laughing. “I just never thought a movie could cause a person this much distress.”
“This is really embarrassing,” I blubbered.
“It’s kind of funny, actually.”
“I’m glad my pain is amusing to you,” I joked.
“Ohhh, come on. Let’s watch a rerun of 30 Rock and turn that frown upside down.”
So that’s what we did. When I left, I was so sad that I wouldn't see Justin for a few days. Meltdown aside, it was one of the best dates I’ve ever been on. Merry Christmas to me.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Holiday Weight Gain Isn't So Bad After All
Korin Miller
Korin is the site director for Cosmopolitan.com. She loves uncovering cool new research and learning more about what makes guys tick. Outside the Cosmo office, you can find her running with her dog, trying to convince friends to go to karaoke bars, and watching as much reality TV as humanly possible.
Read More
Find all posts by Korin
Contact Korin
Michelle Ruiz
Michelle is the news editor for Cosmopolitan.com. She's obsessed with interviewing celebrities and spotting the latest pop culture trends. Her life highlights include chatting with Ryan Gosling about sex dolls, dancing on stage at the Oprah show, and shopping with her mom on Long Island. Tweet her: @michelleruiz
Read More
Find all posts by Michelle
Contact Michelle
Dara Adeeyo
Dara is the web assistant for Cosmopolitan.com. She's intrigued by all things digital. Dara loves playing with html and discovering new studies. When she's not reading up on the latest cocktail recipes (for work, of course), she can be found breaking it down on the dance floor or watching the Investigative Discovery channel. She also has a sick obsession with nail polish, elephants, and most importantly, Nutella. Dara basically lives on Twitter, so tweet at her and say hey: @dadeeyo.
Read More
Find all posts by Dara
Contact Dara
Elisa Benson
Elisa Benson is the senior editor of social media for @Cosmopolitan?so, yes, she tweets about sex for a living. Elisa grew up in Ohio, attended Colgate University, and wrote love and relationship advice for Seventeen before graduating to Cosmo. She lives for girly things (weddings and eyelash extensions and Pretty Little Liars?) and frequently tweets about all of the above: @elisabenson.
Read More
Find all posts by Elisa
Contact Elisa
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Should You Take a 'Drink Holiday?'
The idea behind this “drink holiday” is that it will give your liver a break—making you healthier in the process. Apparently, Canada already has a similar recommendation in place, but the U.S. doesn’t.
This proposed guideline comes on the heels of conflicting new research about alcohol. A series of studies have found that regularly drinking—even in moderation—raises your risk of developing several cancers, including breast cancer, as determined by the U.K.’s Million Women Study. But another major study from the National Institutes of Health found that daily moderate drinking (two drinks a day, seven days a week) is good for your heart.
As of now, the jury is out on how alcohol really affects your bod. That said, we figure you can get too much of a good thing, so really, it can’t hurt to take a few days off from hitting the bottle. Think of it as a vacay from having to shell out for happy hour.
Have you ever taken a drink holiday?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)