Life & Love

At some point in a woman’s life, many of us graduate from “boys have cooties” to daydreaming about her perfect guy. For me, the options ranged from doe-eyed crooners like Jesse McCartney and Mario to movie baes Adrian Grenier and Morris Chestnut. But then I grew up, and actually had to step out of my
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You’re here because you want a smooch. A big, ol’, preferably not wet kiss right on the lips. Of course you do. Instead of providing a step-by-step guide that overcomplicates the act or bringing in a scientist to break down the steps, we called in a few experts. This is for you, Dr. Hitch, and
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Dear E. Jean: Should I leave everything and go on a road trip? I’m 27, with an okay job (but no promotions or salary increases in five years), and I’m still living with my parents. Last year, I read Cheryl Strayed’s Wild and started fantasizing about driving across the country on a great American adventure.
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This is not my child. Stella Last year, when I had an infant, I thought a lot about the flu. I thought about it in the way that, in my youth, I used to think about a crush. Slightly obsessively, kind of stalker-y—a Googling-in-the-middle-of-the-night kind of way. I read all the articles about how it
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Dear E. Jean: What’s the best way to move past rejection, whether it’s job rejection or romantic rejection? The conventional wisdom is to remain resolute and “try, try again,” but I’ve been doing that with no luck. What should I do?—Human Repellent Human, My Heliotrope: I know more about rejection than any advice columnist of
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It’s the first snowfall of the season, and class is about to begin in the low-lit lounge of the Nomo hotel in SoHo. Women in their twenties mill about, nervously chatting each other up between hors d’oeuvres and sips of white wine. Diverse and attractive, some are turned out for date night with Kardashian blowouts
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Just because you’re in love doesn’t mean you can’t constantly embarrass each other: maybe your significant other is too messy, or they run late, or they harbor dreams of gaming professionally. For several Rent the Runway users, a furry neon-pink man-repelling coat started to cause tension in their relationships (shout out Leandra Medine, the original
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The only parenting book I read before my almost-four-year-old son Leo was born was Pamela Druckerman’s 2012 Bringing up Bébé. As an American transplant raising kids in France, Druckerman observed that the French child is not the sun in the familial solar system. I prepared myself to nurture and prune a bien-élevé (well-mannered) toddler—the kind
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