Things I Learned at the December Sunday Night Sex Talks

Another month...another list of lessons learned from the brave women who bare their souls through stories at my monthly show. For more information on Sunday Night Sex Talks check out our website. There you'll find info on the January 5th shows in Los Angeles and - for the first time ever - New York City!

For now here is another set of discrete gatherings from the most recent event featuring Jillian Lauren, Kristin Newman, Tiffany Barrett, and Pam Noles.

Things Learned During the December 1st Sunday Night Sex Talks

Theme: Baby, It Was Cold Outside

• There are so many puns you can make if you're dating a man named Juan, but that list expands exponentially when you're dating a half dozen men named Juan. 

• The whole, "make the man scared so he'll seek comfort from me," thing is a common move among women. Sometimes it works, and sometimes the guy ends up vomiting from all the vodka he was secretly drinking to get through his fear!

• Using religion to scare children away from sex and intimacy works...until it doesn't, and when it stops working things go very quickly in the opposite direction of all those teachings. 

• "He was bald and he was there," is never the way to want to describe a man you might marry. 

•  Empowerment can look and feel like so many things as you're exploring yourself and your sexuality and very often the view changes as we age beyond what we think we're doing to be free to what we know we need to be truly free.

• If 3.5 years of unrequited love ends in a hand job, it's not officially over. 

• A life without sexual boundaries is a scary, double-edged sword. On the one hand, we get to set out own standards, but on the other hand, we have to set our own standards.

• And FYI, vagina tattoos exist. There are even postcards of them if you happen to be in Amsterdam.

Also, there was an 85-year-old woman named Roz in the audience this month. She was wearing a bedazzled fedora and black silk gloves, and she told me the show was a triumph for women. Sadly she'll never perform, though, because, "honey, nobody could handle the freak shows I've seen." Instead I'm hoping she'll agree to be our mascot.