• Me and the Feministing Crew in New York Mag’s “Why sex that’s consensual can still be bad”

    Me and the Feministing Crew in New York Mag’s “Why sex that’s consensual can still be bad”

    The wonderful Rebecca Traister wrote a piece for New York Magazine on why we need to be setting the bar for ethical sex a lot higher than just consent. Check out quotes from my and more of the Feministing crews’ work on sexual pleasure, violence, and equality. Last winter, Reina Gattuso was a Harvard senior majoring…

  • Lady in the Street: New Series on Street Harassment at Feministing

    Lady in the Street: New Series on Street Harassment at Feministing

    Ah, summer. Ice cream cones, innovative woman-focused multimedia content, and good ol’ warm-blooded American men naturally responding to sluttily raised hemlines with unwanted sexual overtures.  You know what they say: As the mercury rises, so does my patience totally fucking evaporate because I am done — do you hear me, internet? DONE — with constant gendered…

  • Pro-Choice for Christ

    Pro-Choice for Christ

    “When I introduce myself, I tell people I’m a sexologist and a minister. The most likely response is that people laugh,” says Reverend Debra Haffner. “They see those terms as oxymorons, kind of like ‘jumbo shrimp.’” Haffner, the jumbo shrimp in question, is an ordained Unitarian Universalist minister. She is also the co-founder and president…

  • Why Monogamy’s Not for Me

    Why Monogamy’s Not for Me

    When I tell my parents that I wish I’d been less serious about my college relationships, they simultaneously snort into their spaghetti. Who, you? Our daughter who has publicly admitted to making out with half the lesbian, queer, bisexual, bicurious and questioning women at Harvard? Less serious? They’ve read my sex writing. But sex writing can be…

  • Sexy Canadian Hippie Novelists and Other Summer Love Strugs

    Sexy Canadian Hippie Novelists and Other Summer Love Strugs

    This post was written for a Huffpost Live Sex on Campus segment on summer love. The sexy Canadian hippie novelist (SCHN for short), slim hips slipping out of his American-flag-print boxer shorts, wanted to make sweet love to me in a hostel shower in Milan. Okay—he was a douchebag. But a hot douchebag. A hot douchebag…

  • Godless

    Godless

    Does God exist? Fuck if I know. I gave up on the Catholic Church at fifteen after seeing Jesus Christ Superstar. Christ was a megalomaniac, and I wanted to do Mary Magdalene. But I’m holding out hope for the hereafter. This week, the Harvard Community of Humanists, Atheists, and Agnostics (HCHAA) has invited me and…

  • Welcome!

    Welcome!

    Why am I wearing a rain jacket? Why do I have an umbrella inside? Unclear. What is clear: This is a new website! Previously at The Harvard Crimson, Four Dollar Wine Critic will now be posting here weekly on cheap wine, other intoxicants that are equally cheap as cheap wine, and *feminism.* Joint me every Tuesday night…

  • Drunkentines/Sex Noises

    Drunkentines/Sex Noises

    I want to be known, and loved, and intellectually and sexually adored constantly by everybody. I want each party to be a glimmering climax where I utterly belong.  Enter Valentine’s Day weekend: a playground of hungry hearts and lonely bodies.  Weather: drunk.   Ethos: thirsty.  Drake summarizes the prevailing feeling: “I need a girl who gon’…