Regardless of what some of my readers might think of me, I don’t’ have a lot of experience with one-night stands. That’s a lie; I don’t have any experience with one-night stands. I don’t look down upon people who choose to do it (obviously, I write a frickin’ sex column), it’s just not something I’ve done myself.  But I’m a single lady with needs and like most other people my age, I have had an experience or two in dealing with the whole friends-with-benefits arrangement. Regardless of what people may say happens to women who have sex with people they aren’t dating, thus far I’ve come out unscathed and generally happy. Believe it or not, no-strings-attached sex doesn’t have to be emotionally damaging and self-image ruining. But that make or break point all comes down to one thing: respect.

A good rule of thumb is that whoever you’re having sex with — be it a boyfriend or a friend of yours, constantly ensure there’s a certain level of mutual respect. In following that rule myself, I’ve avoided a lot of really awkward situations and a lot of hurt feelings. But I’ve seen so many ladies in my life (and so many ladies that write for CC) both treat others and be treated like garbage after giving it up. And I gotta stand up and say that it ain’t right!

So many people point fingers at sexual activity as the reason for low self-esteem, but it’s not quite that simple. Even doin’ it, putting your clothes back on, and leaving right after can be a positive experience. It’s not about the sex, per se, it’s about how we feel we’ve been treated during the whole interaction.

As easy as the whole hook-up thing seems, once you’re in it, it turns out it’s pretty murky water to navigate through.  The NSA scene that’s been showing up everywhere horny young adults tend to congregate seems to have killed the part of college culture that encourages us to treat our sex partners with respect. Read More »

Spotted: Johnny Depp lookin’ fiiine at Cannes.

Now that’s a commencement speech.

Lindsay Lohan “lost” her passport, stuck in France.

Uh oh, Heroes is in trouble!

Who thought this was a good idea?

TMI, Will Smith and Jada!

I love when completely undeserving, socially unacceptable, borderline retarded people like Snooki are somehow able to rake in the big bucks for absolutely no reason at all. Good for you! (Actually, if you couldn’t tell by my tone, I absolutely hate it).

Still, contrary to my opinion, the Snooki obsession not only has yet to die, but it’s going stronger than ever. Perhaps it has something to do with the greatly anticipated season 2 of Jersey Shore. Or the fact that everyone loves a hot mess (what up, LiLo?). First the girl gets paid $10,000 to party at clubs across the country and now Steve Madden has decided to create the “Snooki” shoe.

WHY, STEVE MADDEN, WHY?!?!

However, I must say, the shoe’s multicolored glittery, platform design couldn’t epitomize my chic, sophisticated icon, Snooki, any better if it tried.

Despite my deep contempt for the fame that has befallen The Princess of Poughkeepsie, I do fully support any woman’s quest to rake in the big bucks while she still matters. But why stop at stripper shoes, Snooks? Here are a few other products our favorite Guidette should slap her name on.

1. Bumpits
Umm… hello? Why hasn’t anyone ever thought of this before? Snooki was obviously this company’s main inspiration in the first place, thus she is the rightful woman to reap the benefits. (I actually think I saw commercials for this before I ever laid eyes on that breathtaking Guidette bump of hers, but who cares? No one does bumps like Snooki.)

2. Pickles
I know this might sound a bit unrealistic but I mean, really, if you think about it, how exciting can a typical pickle commercial truly get? That Vlasic Pickles duck’s got nothing on itty-bitty, teeny-weeny Snooki.

3. Tanning beds, lotions etc.
It’s one thing to go tanning. It’s another to get the deep, dark, sensual (slightly orange) skin tone of Miss Snooks. Who would want to use the plain ol’ regular shiz when your tanning experience can give you a one-of-a-kind Snooki Glow?

4. Mini dresses with built-in underwear
If you’ve ever watched the Jersey Shore you probably know a little something about Snooki’s tendency to – ehm – do back flips while battling on the dance floor. Instead of the cameras (or whoever’s watching) having to blur out your panty-less crotch – this new line of mini dresses will not stop you from having a good time…Snooki-style. (Really, girl, you should get a patent on this. You can thank me later.)

5. Condoms
Because – can you really think of anyone better to endorse safe sex?!

[Got a Dude itch you just can’t scratch? Sick of getting the pity-eyes as you sift through the Self-Help section at your campus bookstore? Over wondering what those boys are thinking?  We got your back, girlfriend. Send your question over to askthedude@collegecandy.com. The Dude won’t sugarcoat it, beat around the bush, or any other weird cliche that means lie to you. Like a nice, juicy hot dog, he’ll be 100% real beef, 100% of the time.  So bring it on, ladies.]

Hey Dude,
My roommate is the type of girl who squeals and obscenely flirts when she runs into a guy she knows, has absolutely no coordination nor common sense, and cannot do a single thing by herself. At the same time, she’s notorious for always having a love interest, or multiple ones at the same time. Also, she admitted that she has a hard time thinking of any guys who are just friends or that she hasn’t had a romantic connection with.

On the other hand, I’ve never dated anyone and every single one of my guy friends has always, from the get-go, been just a friend to me.  All my childhood friends were boys and I do get along better with guys than I do most girls, mostly because of how chill the atmosphere is and there’s no requirement to squeal when I’m excited. I’m a typical guy’s girl–I’m quite content eating take-out/chips and salsa and watching a basketball game with a beer in hand, my favorite movies are action/suspense/comedy movies (aka Bourne, Rambo, Rush Hour..), I don’t expect to be treated like a princess (though I do believe in modern-day chivalry, like holding doors open), I’m happiest when I can joke around and just hang out, and very few things put me in a bad mood. Read More »

We at CollegeCandy are huge proponents of masturbation. We love it so much we’d shout it from the rooftops… that is if we were willing stop doin’ it and actually climb up to the rooftop.

The topic maybe a bit taboo to many, but it shouldn’t be. Besides the mere pleasure of it all, there are so many wonderful benefits of a little self-stimulation: it helps you sleep, it helps with cramps, it helps your sexy time encounters….

It’s also really, really, REALLY fun.

Especially when you have a fun toy to do it with. Enter OhMiBod, the vibrator that connects with your iPod and pulses to the beat of the music. It’s pretty much the best combo since chocolate and peanut butter, or since Cole Haan teamed up with Nike. We’ve talked about it before, but it just got better.

Yes, the OhMiBod has gone wireless! Read More »

We hate to admit it, but we’ve got a bit of a crush on Justin Bieber. Yeah, it’s a little gross since the kid is, well, a kid, but that hair! And that voice! And the way he’s so wise to the ways of love.

We know we’re not the only ones who’ve caught the Bieber fever and that’s why we’ve teamed up with Dove Hair Care (have you tried their Therapy Frizz line? Amazeballs) to give one lucky CollegeCandy reader a Justin Bieber prize pack that includes a very large, very drool-worthy, very signed poster of the Biebs from his soundcheck concert.

How do you win it? Hop on over here and watch Justin’s live soundcheck concert. Just watching him do his thang on stage makes you feel like a winner already, am I right? Anyways, watch the vid, come back here and give us your full name and your favorite soundcheck performance.

We’ll randomly choose a winner on Monday, May 24th a 12pm ET and announce it on Twitter and our Facebook page. We announce your name, you email us. And if you’re not following us or get back to us, we’ll give it to someone else. That means you gotta follow us and fan us if you wanna win, and why wouldn’t you wanna follow us anyway? We’re pretty entertaining.

Want to up your chances of winning? Leave the following message on our Facebook fan page/Tweet it and you’ll get an extra entry in this Bieber-fest:

Twitter: Thanks @CollegeCandy and @Dove for bringing a little Justin Bieber into my life and my bedroom.
Facebook: A special thanks to the ladies of CollegeCandy for bringing a little Justin Bieber into my life and my bedroom.

Good luck, and may the Biebs be with you.

[For US residents 13 and over only. Sorry, Canadian tweens!]

In high school I was a boyfriend kind of girl. I was never single for long, but instead jumped from guy to guy. I went through every relationship possible. I was in love, I was out of love, I was in lust, I was in good relationships and in not so good relationships. I dated guys that treated me like I was everything, and guys that treated me like I was nothing.

Regardless, I was never really single. So when I came to college, I wanted things to be different. I didn’t want to be tied down in a relationship or be known as some guy’s girlfriend. Instead, I wanted to be independent and on my own (and I also wanted to have a lot of fun). And in the four years that I’ve been at college, I’ve been able to be and do all of those things.

Unlike a lot of people, I have never seriously dated anyone or had a boyfriend in college. Read More »

OK, I don’t like to let TV shows rule my life, but after this week’s Gossip Girl season finale and sh*tshow they call The Hills, I can’t get those fools outta my head. I even had dreams about them. So this week’s Would You Rather is inspired by my guiltiest of guilty pleasures… and it’s a doozy. Enjoy.

Would You Rather be locked in a room with Spencer Pratt (yes, crystals and all) OR Jenny Humphrey?

Things to consider: Flesh beard, nappy hair. Read More »

Hey, you guys want to hear the most f**ked uh, fudged up thing?

Hinds Community College in Mississippi is fining students who use off-color language on campus.  The fines can be in monetary sums – $25 for a first offense, $50 for a second – or in the form of demerits that, once accumulated, can lead to suspension.  Bastards Jerkfaces.

Some are arguing that this violates our damn gosh darn First Amendment rights, and I agree. This is a  community college.  These schools, more so than four-year universities, attract students of all ages: mothers, fathers, those who took time off after high school, people advanced in their careers….  Constitutional rights aside, to tell a 40-year-old man he needs to write a check every time he drops an f-bomb is really f**king fiddlesticking degrading, no?  This isn’t finishing school, after all.

What do you think?
Are these administrators being realistic, or are they full of sh*t shadoobie?

Coolest girl at camp, hands down.

Who or what inspires your style? Many of us use celebrities (like Willa Holland) or movie characters (like Elvira Hancock) as style inspiration, even though, most of the time, they are being dressed from head to toe by the best stylists. Which we don’t have. And sometimes it’s damn near impossible to work their Hollywood looks into our not-so-Hollywood lives. I’ve made it my mission to tap into the mind of a fashion stylist and show you how to take your style inspiration – whatever it may be – and make it more you!

Many know her as the one-name, Blondie. As I was growing up, I knew her as the one other woman my dad probably loved besides my ma. But was Paola (my mother’s 2nd name after “Mom”) ever jealous?  Hells to the nah.  She idolized her too!  Debbie Harry has been turning heads since our parents were our age (before the days of Ke$ha-style auto tune and daily Facebook creepage).  How could she not with her voice “like buttah,” cheekbones that could command foreign nations, and especially her iconic style that would make single men drool and married men hide their wedding rings in their pockets?

Oh, in case you weren’t already aware, Debbie Harry was the lead singer of the band Blondie in the late ’70s/early ’80s era of glam-punk persuasion.  She set the bar for those who wanted to add some glam to their rebelliousness, or some edge to their sweetness.  Although it’s been said that Debbie Harry prefers to NOT be referred to as a style icon (how humble), whether she likes it or not, people want to emulate her signature look. Read More »