Among the plethora of relationship self help books that line an entire shelf of my best friend’s apartment, sits The Manual ($10.04 at Amazon). After scanning the table of contents and sifting through the pages, I came across one piece of advice that I had to take a second look at: Dress to men’s fantasies, and do it subtly. Could this be the reason I was still single? Because I didn’t look like a naughty librarian or a French maid when I went out? I decided to put this hypothesis to the test. I spent five nights in adult dress-up, playing to every guy’s porn-worthy pipe dreams. Keep reading »
