“Would you like a piece of bread?” Felix says, as if we had just been seated at a restaurant and etiquette required asking this before he could butter a roll for himself. Read More
By Mélanie Berliet 8/13/13 7:34pm
Aside from the fact that he was a drug dealer, nothing seemed unusual about the guy sitting on my couch one recent sweltering Thursday night as I applied one last swipe of mascara. Of average build, he wore jeans, a “Not Your City” T-shirt and high-tops to match a red, black and gold Chicago Bulls Read More
By Mélanie Berliet 10/11/11 6:59pm
“I just want you to know you’ve won the lottery,” an unfamiliar voice announced when interior designer Kenneth Alpert answered his phone one afternoon this past July.
And indeed he had. Read More
By Mélanie Berliet 9/27/11 7:09pm
When I run into John on the arm of his new girlfriend at Milady’s, a bar on the Soho block on which I’ve lived for eight years, I figure I have two options: throw a glass of wine in his face, or fling my friend’s pint of Guinness instead.
Then I remember our sex tape. I still have the footage, but he has the link. In a way, so does every other wanker on the internet. Maybe we shouldn’t have posted it after all. Read More
By Mélanie Berliet 8/09 7:40pm
Launched in 2008, Webkare was a Japanese dating site with a twist: instead of pairing women with actual mates, it provided virtual boyfriends. Silly, right? But it received 3.5 million page views during its first five days of operation and helped spark a nationwide craze for cybermates. Not to be outdone, Japanese men began playing Read More
By Mélanie Berliet 7/19/11 5:24pm
I’ve always been a relatively early adopter of new technologies, at least when it comes to cookware and sex. So at a seventh-grade slumber party in New Canaan, Conn., it was I who first brazenly entered the fray in an AOL chatroom with the line, “Okay, who here wants to DO IT?” (At the time, Read More
By Mélanie Berliet 7/05/11 8:01pm
“We should date,” my close friend Michael was saying over coffee at the Housing Works bookstore in SoHo. “But I can’t afford you.”
Uncertain whether to be flattered or offended, I settled on both.
Michael, it should be noted, is intelligent and attractive, with thick chestnut hair and a contagious smile. He’s also eligible. Read More
By Mélanie Berliet 6/15/11 5:06pm
As rallying cries go, “Artista, Erotica, Utopia!” is among the more ludicrous, especially for an underground pop-up strip club, where eager young women perform awkward erotic dance routines for a members-only crowd of well-off young gentlemen. Read More