marriage

Left Shark musings, an analysis of "plus-size," and why women should pop the question . . . among other treasures. You know what to do. Ravish it.

Bestiality: five syllables nobody really likes to utter. Especially in the same sentence as tolerance or consent.

Fresh orange juice, milk, thick slices of ham, a block of cheese, a carton of eggs—her husband kept it this way should this moment arrive.

In response to "10 Women Christian Men Should Not Marry," I bring you my own helpful list . . .

The best relationship advice you may ever get? Book a hotel room, stay up late, and play backgammon naked.

Facial hair, marriage, privilege, play parties, ugliness. Just another week at Ravishly.

Hold on to your wooden stakes and garlic—vampire actors are

She had left him crying in his crib where she’d thrown him, a punishment for needing her more than she could stand.