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Affordable? Check. Spacious? Not so much — but this renter packs the personality into an antique rental in the heart of Seattle.
Photography also by Callie Little
Unfortunately, too many of us have been there: You’re naked in bed with someone, something feels off, and there are no words that seem exactly right. It’s not uncommon to feel voiceless when faced with any kind of uncomfortable sexual scenario—even one that might feel mostly good. But when it comes to consent, it’s either a fuck yes or it’s a fuck no.
When you’re moving across state lines and you uncover a one-bedroom in a major city for under $1,000 a month, you rent sight unseen.
Miss Frizzle, Lily Tomlin, and Kate McKinnon make for a trio of queer heroes in The Magic School Bus.
I walked down to a tented deck overlooking a meadow at Menla Retreat Center in upstate New York when a blonde woman dripping in gold jewelry and the body confidence of Amber Rose handed me a chilled glass of rosé. That's when I saw her—Betty Dodson. She was shorter than I imagined and wore a distressed denim jacket with patches across the chest, the one over her heart reading "come together."
Print title: "Hot Dish."
Two years ago this month, Eve co-owners Debra Russell and Jill Buchanan created their restaurant’s famous hot bowl after a decade of nostalgic cravings. From the print edition.
Is there some kind of law that requires rental apartments to supply no more than a single square of kitchen counter space to each unit?
While some couples might balk at the suggestion of designing just one room together, Lauren Shumaker and Scott Mooney are no ordinary pair. She’s a construction engineer, he’s an architect, and they’re both wickedly creative. So much so that they collaborated to design an entirely unique dream home together.
Oh, and it’s only 624-square feet.
Sometimes you just want to get a little strange, no strings attached. And there’s no shame in that game. But what do you do when you roll over in the morning to find that your hookup from the night before is still in your bed? Or, worse, when your FWB has started texting you a few too many heart emojis?