Not MY Daughter: “Hot Girls Wanted” Reveals America’s Unhealthy Relationship With Sex

hot girls wanted

This weekend my 7 month-old actually napped long enough for me to catch Hot Girls Wanted, a little Sundance gem produced by Rashida Jones, the maverick who once played Jim Halpert’s rebound girlfriend we all hated to love on The Office. On top of being the spawn of old-school, super producer Quincy Jones, she also moonlights as a comic book author, screenwriter and singer (Yep, she sings “Wanted to Be Loved” on the doc’s soundtrack).

Needless to say in 84 minutes on top of gaining Jones as a new superhero, Hot Girls Wanted reaffirmed to me a sad truth that I’ve spent a good portion of my sex-ed career fighting to change: America has an unhealthy and sickening relationship with sex. The documentary follows several fresh-faced young girls barely out of their high school graduation gowns who leave their small West Bumblefuck towns chasing dreams of stardom and “the good life” in the big city of Miami. Apparently, Miami is becoming a leader in porn production since companies can escape Los Angeles laws that now require performers to wear condoms. Safe sex is apparently a buzzkill in porn profit, since many viewers prefer to watch porn that doesn’t feature condoms.


Why Are We Suddenly Obsessing About Women Choosing To Be Childfree?


There’s a movement happening in motherhood and the new parental breakthrough being applauded is the choice to be child free. You can’t peruse a blog or walk through a Barnes and Noble without women happily defending their decision to NOT be someone’s mommy. There’s “Selfish, Shallow and Self-Absorbed” an anthology of stories from women who have chosen to be child-free. And there isn’t a day that I’m scrolling down my Facebook feed that I don’t come across an article like Zero Buns In The Oven in which women feel the need to defend what takes place (or doesn’t) inside their uterus.

Newsflash: Parenthood is a personal choice that isn’t for everyone, and I can’t help but wonder why the issue has to be so black and white. The decision to parent isn’t as simple as we keep trying to make it. If we aren’t damning anything with ovaries straight to hell that isn’t sporting a mini human on their hip by 30, we are talking about why it’s the best thing ever to only be responsible for the well-being of a glass of wine.

5 Reasons You Shouldn’t Compete With Your BFF’s New Boyfriend


For months you’ve had someone who would pick apart Facebook wedding albums with you about why the Mrs. Soon-To-Be-So-and-So couldn’t afford an open bar because she spent so much money on the god awful coral mermaid-cut gown. You and your bestie would jog around in your yoga pants and complimentary girl power, self-righteous in the comfort of not needing or wanting a man. You’re too busy throwing back Alabama slammers after a long day of getting your mogul in the making on climbing the career ladder. Who needs a boyfriend when you’ve got a bestie?

But then it happens. It starts with a sexy Trey Songz look-a-like at happy hour, licking his lips and sneaking glances at your girl from the bar. You low-key peep her making eye contact and running her fingers through her Bobbi Boss all smitten-like and in no time he’s getting his Bottoms Up on at your table. Next thing you know, it’s two weeks later, and you’re getting sporadic responses to your texts and home girl is repeatedly postponing that jog because she’s too winded in the wee morning hours from getting her boots smoked from Mr. Steal Yo’ Girl.

Yep, he did that. And that familiar feeling of being annoyed by absolutely nothing and picking apart your girl’s new relationship is jealousy. And not necessarily jealousy because you want some of what she has, but more so just a case of you missing your friend. But before you go making an enemy out about of your new friend by default, consider how making her man your competition could eventually leave you all alone:

10 Signs Cuffing Season Is In Full Effect


It’s that time of the year again folks where the leaves are turning colors, the brisk autumn winds are blowing and daylight savings time suddenly puts people under the pressure to do all the things they’ve seen in Boys II Men’s “Let It Snow” video. It’s when many women get the rude awakening that the routine of fucking and the occasional movie date on opening night for a summer blockbuster doesn’t exactly equate to a real relationship.  It’s cuffing season and for some women it’s the most wonderful time of the year because it means homeboy is suddenly going to be around to do the “family thing” like walking the kids to school hand in hand while having hot cocoa.  For others their man will completely the fuck disappear and they’ll find themselves having text-a-thons with a man who is suddenly incapable of answering his phone.  Don’t know which side of the season you fall on? Here are 10 signs that may help clear up that confusion: