The TV trope where one character sees another character naked allows audiences to be pervy without taking responsibility. Only The Simpsons gets it right.
What one woman labels kinky, another person calls a crime against cake. Offering a taxonomy of erotic fixations.
The TV series Mad Men is set to begin its final season. Finally we’ll know how many women—and how much Proust—it takes to make Don Draper happy.
Brief updates on important stories that have tumbled off the front page—“Carry That Weight,” Brownbackonomics, the ice bucket challenge, homophobia in Russia, and more.
Better to have loved and lost; best to have written an essay about it. Surviving the Russian melodrama of young love.
Portraits of a queer community in South India treat gender, biology, art, and family with emotional nuance—no exoticism in sight.
Brief updates to news stories that have slipped off the front page. This week: Smoking lounges at Reynolds American, Hugh Hefner’s hibernation, and the financial disasters that are Olympic Games.
The Bard’s most famous sonnet very nearly wasn’t a Shakespearean sonnet. Rejected pairings of content and form, from rondelet to an acrostic hiding his name.
Mid-century magazine clippings find new life in collages that are just the right amount of weird and clever.
The rear ends of black women appear to be pop culture’s current favorite commodity. But Nicki Minaj’s new video is anything but so simple.
Paintings of Yosemite and other locales are full of place and history—and plenty of sex and weather, too.
Between love and tacos, sometimes it’s better to choose tacos. Our series continues where we ask novelists to dine out, then write us something that 1) is a restaurant review; 2) is not a restaurant review.