Welcome to The BedPost — great thing to hold onto while making sweet, sweet love or convenient place to hang your coat. My name is Alex Bill, and I am your thinks-he-knows-something-about sex and love dude with unlimited access to a word processor.
Though this is a column about your finger-laced life between the sheets, here are some of my personals: I think candles are romantic, I am self-conscious about my morning breath, and I prefer ice cream and putt-putt to dinner-and-a-movie dates.
Seriously though, this column is about you and any advice/information/procrastination tool you might want. Send me your doe-eyed questions, scandalous romances, terrifying concerns or whatever else and I will do what I can to both help and entertain you.
Most importantly, I am not your doctor/therapist/lawyer/butcher. Any and all of my advice is no substitute for professional help. If you are in an emergency, seek a professional’s help long before you write into advice column.
Use protection. Don’t drive drunk. Mind your p’s and q’s. Don’t talk to strangers. Never get involved in a land war in Asia. Don’t knock The BedPost.
Alex Bill is a junior studying psychology and criminology.
I’m a single girl. If you’d like my dating resume, I’ve also served time as a girlfriend, hookup, snuggle buddy, crush and girl next door — please add your personal label here.
During the past two years, I’ve been the worrying girl, the controlling girl, the sexy girl and the sweet girl.
I’ve given my number to boys whose faces I can’t remember the next morning and fallen for guys simply because they bought me dinner instead of a shot.
No one has all the answers. But what I can offer readers is my honest advice and unbiased perspective. I will do my absolute best to answer your questions.
Curiosity might have killed the cat, but it’s what college students learn from. Feel free to email sex and relationship questions that are so embarrassing your pillows would gasp.
To every nice guy who’s too timid to admit he likes his best female friend; the enamored, macho frat guy who can’t admit he might be homosexual; the college virgin tired of giggling naively about others sex adventures; and even everyone’s favorite “married” couple who tires of brushing off silly fights: Write in to The BedPost. The worst you can walk away with is a fresh assessment on your sex and love woes and woahs.
Steph Doan is a junior studying journalism.
If you have any questions for The BedPost, you can send them to: thebepostpeople@gmail.com
