The Aspirational Reading of Cosmopolitan

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Here’s a confession I need to make: I read Cosmopolitan. And by read, I don’t mean browsing through the pictures in the dentist’s waiting room, and shaking my head with mild disapproval. No, I actually go out of my way to spend a precious 2 pounds (or 3.50, depending on the gift) on an issue of Cosmo every single month. Embarassing, I know. I usually buy it along with New Statesman, just to save my face in front of the pretty guys working at WH Smith.

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Th-inspiration: Antonio Lopez

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The ICA holds a curious exhibition at the moment. It’s called Keep Your Timber Limber and gathers artworks related, in various (but always obvious) ways, to sex. Seen separately, each of the featured artists deserves notice, but putting them together in such way is beyond gimmicky; it’s a case of Sex! And now that I have your attention

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Monday Review: The Juliette Society by Sasha Grey

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I like Sasha Grey. While Anal Cavity Search 6 doesn’t sound like my type of film, I love the idea of a (former) sex worker who campaigns with PETA, participates in a kids’ reading program, stars in an experimental drama and writes her own book, which is not entitled My Fucking Life.

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Thursday Tracklist: 7 Songs About Sex

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Let’s get filthy. Let’s get graphic. Here’s the tracklist you’ve been waiting for (or not): six totally random songs about making love fucking, listed from oldest to newest. Are you ready? Sexual intercourse began in nineteen sixty-three

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