Category: Sex & Love

The Number Game: Why to Stop Asking, and Why it Doesn’t Matter

The number game is an timeless classic. You and the significant other discuss the number of people you’ve both slept with (or the number you say you’ve slept with), and sometimes even the names of these lucky individuals. Now, we’ve…

Fall in love, with ANYBODY, in 36 questions – AS. IF.

You might’ve seen this article go by in your social media feeds, but if not, here’s the original one that was featured in the New York Times. If you don’t feel like reading the whole thing, let me sum it…

The Problem With Passivity

I don’t know if it’s our Canadian blood, or our fear of disappointing, but we must stop being so damn indecisive! It’s not necessarily both parties in a relationship that are of an indecisive nature, but one is bad enough….

Relationship Denial, a Dangerous Game

If you have ever uttered the words “oh, but you should see us when we’re alone” (and I know I have), chances are you may be in an unhealthy relationship. Statements such as these reek of relationship denial, meaning you…

Going back to dating, grandma style

Yeah yeah, it’s a digital dating era. I get it. Three quarters of my friends who are in relationships today met through some form of online platform. It’s come to the point where NOT seeing the face of your next…

Where did my balls go?

I was trying to get over my hangover in a park last Saturday. Unsuccessfully. Turns out, lying under the sun is not recommended to cure the disease of the lonely. I knew that but clearly, it didn’t stop me from…

I went to Cinema L'Amour So You Don't Have To

For the past six years, I have always lived within a few blocks of Cinema L’Amour. With its blurred out vagina close-ups and block-letter advertisements for “Sluts 2,” the notorious porn theatre has always intrigued me, like a tit-clad reminder…

Barista Crushes: Because You've Had One

In 2008, I was offered the lucrative position as a barista at Starbucks in downtown Montreal, though I would soon learn that pressing buttons and yelling at people does not actually qualify as being a barista, but that’s neither here…