Aw, stereotypes. How I love thee.
Daily Intel, a New York Times blog, has an ongoing series called “Sex Diaries,” where they attempt to “look behind doors left slightly ajar.” Which means, they let take a cultural and sexual stereotype and run with it.
This week, the stereotype is the Drunk Female Lawyer. As a feminist future lawyer, I’d be offended if I didn’t know that there’s some serious truth in this stereotype. As a sex writer, I’d be jealous if it wasn’t so tragic. Still, I’m both highly amused and appalled that I relate so much with this woman.
(photo above courtesy of a For Ladies by Ladies blog post on a new study about how men don’t like their women as a sloppy drunk. Somewhat interesting, yet short, post.)
Here are some good excerpts, but I highly suggest reading the whole weekly log of life:
7:30 a.m.: … Too lazy to get up for vibrator so I masturbate au natural. Have two orgasms.
5:30 p.m.: Watch porn on my iPhone while waiting on line at supermarket. Technology rocks. Older woman behind me watches me suspiciously.
11 p.m.: Engage in flirtatious IM exchange with an ex. We start reminiscing. Consider masturbating, but my forearm still hurts from the afternoon.
8:30 a.m.: Staring at hot girl on subway platform next to me. She has a Chanel bag, and looks majorly uptight. I want to do very dirty things to her. Wonder whether she is shaved or not. Then I wonder if I’m the only one that has these thoughts constantly.
12:30 a.m.: In the back of my local bar, trying to get D to put out. Wishing she would date me, but knowing deep down it would be an unmitigated disaster. I’d undoubtedly fuck up the friendship in the process. Consider going back to her place, but don’t.
