Between morning bagel runs and afternoon Margaritas, the CollegeCandy staff like to spend a little time brainstorming new ideas. You know; things that our readers might benefit from. While we consider ourselves pretty damn smart (thankyouverymuch), we have recently realized that we may not know it all.
It was a difficult realization to come by, to say the least.
That is why we are going to bring in the experts as guest bloggers. People who really do know what they are talking about when it comes to things like getting into your dream university, finding that must-have internship and eating healthy (because Lauren seems to think that pancakes are the key to internal health).
We have a few lined up already, but we want to know who you want to hear from and what you want to know about. Let us know in the comments section below and we will work our magic on getting them onto the site.
Keep in mind that we can’t get George Bush (not that we think he is an expert on much), so let’s not get greedy.
Q: I want to try having sex on the beach this summer. What should I keep in mind?
A: Sex on the beach. It’s the ultimate cliche of sexual fantasies for hopeless romantics everywhere, usually triggered by a movie scene complete with soft lighting and background music. For me, it was Chris Isaak that did it. Specifically, the sexy black-and-white video for his song, “Wicked Game,” featuring soft sand, crashing waves, and leggy supermodel Helena Christensen.
In reality, beach sex rarely includes a soundtrack, and a leggy supermodel is even harder to find. Instead you’re left with wind carrying sand into your eyes and wet particles creeping into your crevices. In the interest of full disclosure, I should mention that I’ve never actually had sex on a beach. I’m all for trying new things, but it never seemed to be worth the hassle or the worry that I would spend the next three months washing sand out of my crotch.
An informal survey of my friends only served to confirm what I already thought about beach sex — it’s overrated. Those that have dared to bare all and get busy shoreside agree that the reality doesn’t live up to the fantasy. Before I came along, my boyfriend’s attempt came to a screeching halt when he got his hand wet and then placed it in the sand, rendering it useless. Read More »