Last Chance to Enter Our “Adore Me” Contest (Odds of Winning Are Great!)


To help us all get in the mood for Valentine’s Day (fast approaching, in case you hadn’t noticed, ha), we want you to “share the love”: Use the comments section below or email us (select “Contest Entry” from the pull-down menu) BY EOD EST TUE JAN 29TH, to share something cute/romantic/cheeky about your current relationship — or your favorite former relationship, if you’re currently single. Maybe it’s your meet-cute story, or a date that went hilariously wrong (and you stayed together despite this), or the moment when you knew this person was for you. Go ahead, make us all swoon! (But please, no Penthouse Forum-style entries.)

The WINNER — our favorite response — will receive a free ADORE ME SET by LELO — this includes a stylish red lipstick vibe, a red silk blindfold, red silk and suede wrist restraints, and a satin storage pouch. Best of all, we’ll get this gift shipped out to you in time for Valentine’s Day! Oh yeah, and the winning story will be featured in a post on this site — so you can get some love back for all the love you shared, aw yeah.

The contest is open until January 29th. Feel free to post anonymously, of course — just be sure to include your email address in the comment submission form below (this will NOT show up on the site) or in the email submission form so we can contact you if you’re the winner.

Okay… Dish away!

Read more about the Adore Me set here . . .


  1. She wrote this for me! These items would make vday so special for us. 🙂

    Pretty, beautiful, radiant as the sun,
    Watching you there, I swear you could be the one
    to take all my fears and turn them to blissful rain,
    like the time I skipped and jumped around in your driveway
    while you took shelter on the porch, laughing because I was so silly.
    But that carefree joy of a summer shower
    doesn’t even compare to the feelings I have when I think of you.
    my stomach turns to butterflies and as they fly up out of my mouth,
    they carry with them a steady supply of awkwardness tied to their wings
    that never ceases to make you smile,
    even if it’s only because you think it’s funny that you could have ever fallen for someone as ridiculously ridiculous as me.
    Ridiculously hooked on you.
    Your love is my drug.
    I don’t need a dollar sign in my name to know that you’re sweeter than any hit of cocaine
    I don’t need the pills, the needles, the bruises on my arms because you give me a better high without even trying.
    Trying to pretend that I don’t love you more every day,
    that those butterflies ever go away.
    those caterpillars just make more cocoons inside me
    and when they hatch and reveal their shimmering wings and iridescent hues
    become the most beautiful expressions of my feelings for you.
    And that awkwardness that’s tied to their wings becomes poetry
    because god knows I’d never be able to say these things
    out loud without writing them down first.
    first to fall, more like trip, stumble, heels over head,
    sliding down a chute with so much adrenaline
    you make me feel on top of the world.
    The world is our oyster,
    and, baby, you’re a pearl.
    Yeah, I know I mixed up those shellfish and that pearls come from mussles.
    Right? Oh well, I’m never right anyway.
    That’s okay because as long as you can pin me down in a scrap,
    and as long as I can put on a frustrated facade to hide how incredibly turned on I am to feel you pressed against me
    then I can deal with your incessant correctness and if I’m wrong,
    I don’t want to be right.
    because if you’re wrong, then i don’t get to see those amber eyes of yours sparkle in the candlelight
    as you laugh at how much sense my answers to your questions don’t make.
    That sparkle has always reminded me of September
    and us laying side by side on a bridge looking out over the lake talking about our favorite places to be
    and you protecting me from spiders that i was sure were coming for me.
    Though most of my favorite memories of us have taken place in the dark,
    I don’t need the stars to light my way because you are as radiant and dazzling as the sun.

  2. The anniversary of my current relationship is the day after Valentine’s–a fact I find mildly ironic, awesome, and hysterical. On the day of our second anniversary, my boyfriend and I had rehearsal. We had no plans to celebrate–or so I thought. Turned out that he had enlisted the cast and crew to help surprise me. They all came on stage after rehearsal and sang Maroon 5’s ‘Sunday Morning’ to me. The lighting designer made heart-shaped lights dance all over the set. At the end, the whole cast was chanting “Kiss her” so I got a big kiss out of it too. I was so embarrassed. But, now that we’re long distance, I hear that song and think of him, especially the line “Someday it will bring me back to you. Find a way to bring myself back home to you.”

  3. We had only been dating a few weeks when I ended up with a terrible sinus infection. Congested, grumpy, miserable and too tired to go to the last day of a music festival. Instead, he took me grocery shopping and carried my bags up three flights of stairs and put me to bed with my antibiotics. I was laying in bed and he was sitting on the edge facing away from me, putting on his shoes before he left. I wrapped my arms around him from behind and blurted out, “I love you!” And then I freaked out and hid under the bed. I was covered in dust and I didn’t want to come out. It was the first time I said it, but it won’t be the last. We got married last year and this will be our fifth Valentine’s Day together.

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