Before rising to fame as a rock and roll sex symbol known for her platinum blonde hair, Debbie Harry, frontwoman of Blondie, was a brunette bunny. Commuting in from New Jersey, Harry worked as a Playboy Bunny at the New York Playboy club in the late 1960s—a job less glamorous than Hugh Hefner would’ve liked to admit…
On one of the very few dates I went on, the guy I was seeing looked at my breasts and called them “little hamburgers” (I’m at least a Jr. Whopper!) He then later grabbed my stomach, jiggled it, and called it “cute”—one of the worst things someone can do to a chubby girl like me…
Feel like you struggle with making personal connections? Need a little stability in your life? All of that can be fixed with a simple text to ChatGPT! In an age where social media has made digital connections the norm and finding genuine romantic relationships infrequent, AI relationships are becoming more and more prevalent…
Days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months, and months turn into years, and every day, I am nauseatingly lovesick.
On the second night of college, some guy asked me to “shit on his face.” I, politely, declined his offer and was met with pictures of his body—every inch…
Our modern dating scene is more of a chessboard than anything remotely close to courtship. The epidemic of nonchalance tells us to calculate our every move, provoking a detached approach to romance in which we wear our best poker face rather than our heart on our sleeve…
We’ve all witnessed it, you might have even done it: monkey branching. And I’m not talking about going to the zoo. In fact, I’m not even talking about monkeys at all. The phenomenon of monkey branching is that of serial monogamy. Vogue defines it as…
With ribbons woven through her hair, heart-shaped sunglasses slipping down her nose, and a lollipop-stained tongue, the “coquette” girl flourishes. She is dainty, but her glamorous essence flaunts itself as she struts to unreleased Lana Del Rey tracks in her wired headphones…
I wish I could write about something more interesting, but I always come back to the subject of love. I was raised in the golden age of romance. It started with an early obsession of sappy Wattpad originals and turned into to a slightly healthier obsession of relationship psychology and Emily Henry…