Today at Flavorpill, it seemed like everywhere we turned there was more dreary weather and book bloggers posting items about love, sex, and gender. (PS: A quick thank you to Carolyn Kellog for posting about our Granta contest pegged to Eleanor Catton’s debut novel, The Rehearsal, which clearly falls under the sex category.) We know none of you want to discuss the weather, so let’s cut the foreplay and get down to it. Read More »

Rachel Kramer Bussel hosts a monthly reading series at Happy Ending Lounge called In the Flesh that features the best erotic writers sharing sexified stories. Each month has a different theme — Virginity, GLBT, and Comedy Sex, to name a few — that readers use as a jumping off point for titillating the audience with steamy, lust-filled tales. For hours-long aural sex and free cupcakes from Baked by Melissa, In the Flesh provides a treat to all who (ahem) come. Read More »

Making it as a choreographer has always involved a certain amount of struggle. But here in New York, the age-old quandary of finding and keeping affordable space has boiled over into a full-blown crisis as rampant development pushes out the very artists who helped make their neighborhoods desirable in the first place. You know we’re in real trouble when even a major institution like the Paul Taylor Dance Company can lose its home of 20 years to Banana Republic.

Enter Jonah Bokaer, a young dance maker whose Brooklyn-based Chez Bushwick and the aptly named CPR (Center for Performance Research) have arrived on the scene just in time to administer some much-needed resuscitation.

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A new study from the RAND Corporation purports to definitively link racy TV to teen pregnancy. It sounds good, but there’s one teensy weensy problem: We didn’t grow up watching Blair seduce Chuck over martinis on GOSSIP GIRL. The only smooth-talking guy in a bow tie we were exposed to was BILL NYE THE SCIENCE GUY.

And we’re still young enough to remember one of the things he taught us that applies here: “Correlation does not imply causation.” In other words, even if people that eat Beef Jerky hunt more than people who don’t, you can’t conclude that cured meat makes you a Bambi-clubbing maniac.

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