Everyone knows the typical female mantra for January, "new year, new me!" Girls hashtag it for the first few weeks, when they're actually hitting the gym and trying to stick to their New Year's resolutions, but I want to talk about a different kind of mantra. New year, new guy.
Just because you're under the weather, sexy times don't need to come to a screeching halt. No, I'm not trying to convince you that dirty tissues are the latest aphrodisiac. Rather, there are ways you can still get yours despite feeling like Gwyneth Paltrow in Contagion.
Great news for us all. Alert the major religions, nosey parents and sex ed. counselors!
I want everyone reading this to understand that the only way off of that hook is yourself. You are the only one standing in the way of your happiness.
Hopefully my experiences can provide some sort of framework for your greater and lesser moments chasing love (or something like it).