Four seasons, four types of flings and two people who are together for no romantic reason, how did they meet in the first place? In March 2025, I was doing homework in Coddington Hall’s common room for a change of scenery rather than my dorm room. As I was working, a few people passed by,…
Decades ago, women in the workplace fought to close the wage gap, and in 1963, we succeeded. But one gap remains resistant to our progress: the orgasm gap. Research consistently shows that women are less likely than men to reach an orgasm during sex. A 2017 study in Archives of Sexual Behavior found that about…
You finally poured your feelings out to a guy you’ve known for at least a year, hoping for reciprocation, but it went the opposite way. What’s the next move? Last semester, I had a huge crush on a guy that I’d known for a while, but I was too nervous to do anything about it….
“Love.” What does it mean, how does it feel and is it different with different people? These were questions I found myself asking over the past two months. Growing up, I had a very affectionate family. We were constantly telling each other we loved each other. I now know I am very lucky to have…
At some point in the last decade, the waiting until the third date rule vanished, but the stakes around virginity never disappeared. For years, advice about losing your virginity seemed like a script: wait for the right person, wait for love, wait for a certain age. Having sex for the first time was supposed to…
In an age defined by hookup culture and dating apps, I ended up in an interesting situation. Lying in his bed, I found myself asking the question, “Are we exclusive?” What started as something casual slowly morphed into something I couldn’t explain. As the summer went on, I found the “are we exclusive?” question eating…
Is closure a myth? I almost always close the door when I leave a room. Not for any particular reason, like turning off the lights to save the planet or locking a window to keep intruders at bay. Doors were made to be closed, right? Closure. The elusive, tempting feeling we chase after something ends…
The wind rustled through my freshly curled hair as the moon hid behind dense clouds. Leaves had piled up on the porch in crunchy mountains, neglected by my roommates and me. The wood of the deck stair was cold as I sat, staring at my barren backyard, clutching a crystal goblet with the most childish…
Every weekend, the house is alive. Kegs are tapped, pong balls bounce and music blares so loud that the night ends with a noise complaint. This is the frat guy’s natural habitat. He thrives on it: the cheers after a perfect shot, the drunk flirting, the sense that he is always in the middle of…
Feminist empowerment has become the anthem of womanhood. We wear it on T-shirts, tote bags and it’s embedded in our vocabulary. We’ve been told from a young age to be independent, ambitious, self-loving and untouchable. But lately, as I sit across from girlfriends who are top of the class, creators and changemakers, I can’t help…