By Nina Burleigh 9/13/12 4:45pm

opinion

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Who’s Afraid of Vagina Wolf? Why Female Critics Are Piling On

Welcome to The Bombshell, a regular column about the peculiarities of the fairer sex.

It can’t be easy to be a man these days, what with the gender’s looming end, but thinking about Naomi Wolf’s new and much-ridiculed biography of the vagina has reminded me once again of the main reason why I would not want to be a man, or, make that a heterosexual man. Having sex with a woman is a complicated challenge. It exhausts me to think of it.

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By Jessica Shiraz 8/28/12 11:00am

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A Day of One’s Own: Shelby Knox, Ariel Levy and Susan Estrich Reflect on Women’s Equality Day

“Two, four, six, eight, Church and State don’t ovulate!” chanted the protesters at the Women’s Equality Day march held on Sunday’s anniversary of the passage of the 19th Amendment and organized by Women Organized to Resist and Defend (WORD). That amendment, passed on August 26, 1920, guaranteed women the right to vote, but some notable feminists still think the campaign for full equality is still alive and well. Read More

By Doree Shafrir 3/03/09 5:20pm

The New York World: How to Be Un-Married (For Now Anyway)

Since spending money is now considered the patriotic duty of those who are still employed, I hoofed it over to the Barneys Warehouse Sale the other day, confident in my ability to find, perhaps, a pair of Marc Jacobs flats that I could wear in the same way that politicians don flag lapel pins.

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By John Koblin 3/04/08 12:35pm

Kelefa Sanneh, Ariel Levy Join New Yorker

New York Times music critic Kelefa Sanneh is leaving the newspaper to become a staff writer at The New Yorker, according to an internal memo distributed yesterday. (Radar had reported a rumor to this effect.)

Also heading over to 4 Times Square is New York Magazine contributing editor and writer Ariel Levy, who has Read More

By Suzy Hansen 10/17/05 12:00am

Another Car-Wreck Memoir Straining Hard for Attention

Elizabeth Hayt’s I’m No Saint kicks off with the author going down on her bridesmaid the night before her wedding.

Bet that got someone’s attention. Woo-hoo!

Ms. Hayt must believe that any writer who begins a book with whimsical lesbianism, infidelity and cunnilingus deserves decent book sales and kudos for being brazen and honest. (This Read More