When the New York Post discontinued its Tempo section, I considered never picking up the paper again. But that would mean missing out on what the sassy girls from Pulse are writing about including Mandy Stadtmiller’s “Cheat Sheet: How not to have a ‘Fatal Attraction’.” We don’t condone cheating or marital affairs on BeChicMag.com, though it never gets old. Bill Clinton. Elliot Spitzer. Alex Rodriguez. David Letterman and the list goes on….
Mandy wrote the piece specifically about ESPN’s Steve Phillips who cheated on his wife with a “crazy” 22-year-old. Stadtmiller calls it, “The Dummy’s Guide to Cheating.” And the golden rule of the manual? Mandy says, “Crazy chicks are (as in always) going to spill about the affair.” For the other 10 rules, read the full cheat sheet here.
After Alisa Valdes-Rodriguez posted a blog titled “Trust me, I’m bisexual” on her site, we reached out to the best-selling author who’s best known for penning the Dirty Girls Social Club. Since we’re based out of Manhattan and she’s in New Mexico, we held our first ever interview via Skype! And we must say, it turned out pretty well. Our video conversation was even featured on Guanabee.com- what I like to call the “Gawker” of Latino media, gossip and pop culture.
The chick-lit novelist and mom spoke about finally admitting to herself and the rest of the world that she’s bisexual, why Jennifer Lopez will not be part of the “Dirty Girls” TV series and her latest book The Husband Habit. Alisa shared plenty with us so we chose not to shorten the video. See our interactive interview in its entirety below.
Although the dating game changes as women age, there’s one thing that never gets old like searching for the right one. After seeing Hitch for the first time a few weeks ago- I know I’m super late- Eva Mendes’ character reminded me about a piece I wrote for the New York Post a few years ago on finding single men at a club or a bar. It can still relate to the single gals out there….
JOIN THE CLUB
I never have a problem meeting guys at a bar, but picking up the right one can prove to be a “mission impossible.”
I went out to two of the city’s top nightclubs, PM and Stereo. I quickly learned that, oftentimes, men claiming to be single at a bar are anything but.
When I arrived at PM, I was ready to mingle all night long. The crowd was filled with twenty- and thirtysomethings from the outer boroughs. There was one particular group of boys who had that urban-preppy look I prefer. A blue-eyed Italian guy donning a spiffy sports jacket was zooming in on me when he saw Post photographer, Graham, waiting to shoot us.
When I mentioned I was working on a story for The Post, he aggressively requested that we leave him alone. When I asked his friends why he changed his mind about speaking to us, they confessed that he (along with most of them) had girlfriends- if their faces appeared in the paper, they would’ve all turned into dumpster material.
Out of all the single men we came across, only two were Latino, and I had the most fun dancing with one man named Carlos.
Doing the wedding ring check doesn’t provide enough certainty these days- a guy could just slip it in his pocket. Unless you tell a man that his photo will be published in a major newspaper, I don’t think there’s any other legal way of finding out his relationship status. -Mercedes Sanchez