Dear Shameless By Shameless Heather Atles Hi, I’m Shameless Heather Atles, an expert relationships, sex, and intimacy coach. With years of experience guiding individuals through the complexities of love, connection, and self-worth, my approach combines humor, practical wisdom, deep insights, and actionable steps to empower those navigating the twists and

I am a woman. I have life experience and curiosity, and aspirations, and sexual desires, and an unbelievable amount of resilience. I have no need to ever be validated by any other person; man or woman. Now that that’s established, there is one thing that’s been burning inside of me

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

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By this point you’ve already heard about Happn. Hell, you probably heard about it on this very site. But just in case you haven’t, Happn is the dating app that uses unique real-time, hyper-geolocation technology, to connect people when their paths cross in real life. This means that you can finally connect with that person you

In my last BrokeAssStuart blog I wrote about the lack of mediatized representations of transgender people as complex, loving, sexual, and emotional beings. I also wrote that all the guys I had met online were interested in sex but not interested in taking me on an actual date. In what follows, I’m

“A room full of queer people, and I feel like I’m fucking invisible.” I sat with my friend Michaela in the middle of a popular LGBTQ+ bar on a Friday night and noted the extent of our failure. Our goal had seemed so simple at the beginning of the night:

Might as Well Face it You’re Addicted to Sex I had sex with a married woman in the backseat of my Boss’s car. She began flicking her tongue between my thighs while my Boss was driving down 6th St.  At 8th St. her nipple slid onto my clitoris while a

It’s here! The company holiday party! When booze and indiscretions live together with your travel mug and ergonomic mouse. Any excuse to touch each other! You’ve eaten tons of appetizers, drank mediocre wine and flirted with all your single co-workers. You eyed that cute nerd front end developer who always