You take a trip with your friends to Berlin. But one faithful night, you notice a charming German across the way as you sip your tea at a local coffee shop. You know a bit of German , or maybe you even consider yourself quite fluent , but even fluent people have trouble when it comes to flirting. From ice breakers to talking on dates, the entire courtship process is one big mess unless you prepare with certain statements and understand the intricacies of the German dating scene. In fact, flirting works at home as well, since you can impress someone you know speaks German, or you can even woo your English-speaking significant other or spouse, then tell them the translation later.
How to Flirt in German: 26 Foxy Phrases to Confidently Score a Date
How to Avoid Being Friends-with-Benefits-Zoned | Her Campus
Hooking up with someone for the first time can be passionate, exciting That's right, ladies—we're not all as calm and collected as we may seem. Under that shirt you're just waiting to rip off a man can dream, right? Don't get me wrong—we are champing at the bit to get in your pants—but we're also anxious as hell. Here are some of men's biggest first-time fears. Dragon Breath and Tiger Claws Yes, men can be gross I swear there is an elf that pees on toilet seats. But that doesn't mean we aren't worried about our hygiene when we're about to get in bed with you.
How to Avoid Being Friends-with-Benefits-Zoned
Last week, there was a five day stretch where I spent a total of four hours with my husband, Chris. I should know—I counted. We spent them hopping in and out of the shower, answering work e-mails, trying to keep our toddler happy and alive, and giving each other the CliffsNotes version of what was happening in our lives between mouthfuls of coffee, food, and toothpaste. Chris is a chef at a popular restaurant in a busy beach town where personal lives cease to exist in the summer for people in his industry. And work has been insane on my end, too.
But what is it that most girls want as bad as guys want sex? Ding, ding, ding! Which is why girls get stuck in a little something I like to call the FWB-zone. He invited me on a breakfast date seemingly so innocent, right? So I left.