Words by: Hannah Cohen Art by: Adrienne Aw
Hunter Markets is the second-hand thrift market based in Mentone, Melbourne that has spread like wildfire on social media. On brisk Sunday mornings, you’ll find a long line of coffee-clutching zoomers snaking around the market’s fairy-floss-pink brick walls, all waiting to get their thrift on.
… Fuck the Norm: How Hunter Markets’ Founder Sarah Kokkinos Redefined Success
Words by: Arushi Thakral Art by: Georgia Lilley
TW: Medical condition/pain/suffering
The simplest things often have the greatest complexities. Our bodies are simple — or are they? Well, I could never tell because mine hasn’t been the easiest to get along with.
… Simply Tangled
Words by: Sarah Arturi Art by: Lillian Busby
Similar to the sea, life is unpredictable. Sometimes the water is clear enough that we’re able to feel comfort amongst its deep blue calmness. Other times, the waves become too choppy and the water too murky for us to see clearly through the storm.
… Swimming Between the Flags
Words by: Juliette Capomolla Art by: Gabrielle Poh
For some unbeknownst reason, I was fortunate enough to stumble upon my long-term partner at the age of 16. Young, naive, and desperate for that Wattpad fanfic-like love story, it only took us a few dates to couple up, and only a month or so to say that L-word. Four years later, at the good old age of 20, my boyfriend and I are still going strong.
… Growing Up in Love
Words by: Natasha Schapova Art by: Stephanie Wong
Childhood. A blissful, almost utopian time in nearly everybody’s life, defined by happiness, purity and obliviousness. A time sprinkled with the belief that anything is possible, allowing us to swim in the wild and ornate potion of our imagination. We were assured that we could do anything that we set our minds to, and we embodied this mantra in every response to “what do you want to do when you grow up?”.
… Diary of A (Former) Tall Poppy
Words by: Xenia Sanut Art by: John Paul Macatol
I wake up to butterflies. Paper butterflies circle the ceiling above me. With the butterflies, photographs hang from thin strings. They mark the places I’ve been, the friends I’ve made and lost, my family — whether they be in the room next to me, an ocean away, or looking down at me — either from heaven or from those photographed moments in time
… That Home
Words by: Natasha Schapova Art by: Sarah Annett
Reminder: Pill. A notification I was all too familiar with, having received it at 6pm daily for the past eight years. Through high school, to graduating and moving to Russia, to moving back to Australia and changing my degree for the fourth time, the pill remained the only constant throughout my turbulent adolescence and early adulthood.
… Reminder: Pill
Words by: Binari Almeida Art by: Jessica La
Dear younger self,
Sex was such a mysterious and confusing concept to you back then. You felt like you knew what you were doing but looking back you had no idea at all.
… A Letter To My Younger Self
Words by: Coby Renkin Art by: Carla J. Romano
I can’t say I consider myself an expert on Only Fans, the mechanics of a straight, cis man’s brain, nor do I claim to speak for all women in the world. I do however consider myself, with a whole lot of confidence, a feminist, with lived experience as a woman and a slight social media addiction.
… Sorry, We Only Charge Premium Here
Words by: Sanjiv Raveendiran Art by: Betty Gu… So…Can I Fuck My Way To Heaven?
Words by: Joseph Lew Art by: Gabrielle Poh
The first time I touched another person I was 16. His parents were out of town for the weekend — in Spain or Morocco or something of the sort — and in the one hour in between the end of the school day and when he was meant to go pick his brother up from tutoring, we dug ourselves underneath his messy floral bedspread, whispering hushed secrets and tracing love letters across one another’s spines.
… The Transformative Power of Casual Intimacy
Words by: Simone Kealy Art by: Callum Johnson
With all the stigma and judgement that surrounds the sex industry, sex workers around the globe are fighting to dispel those myths and stereotypes. Ilina Joy, a 27-year-old escort and nutrition student is one of them. Ilina is a proud sex worker, and doesn’t think that her line of work, or any other job for that matter, defines her worth. Read more for an insight into the sex industry and one woman’s experience as a sex worker.
… Ilina: A Modern Day Look at the World’s Oldest Profession
Words by: Alice Wright Art by: Lillian Busby
Dear society,
I believe there’s a change waiting to be made in the sex positivity movement.
… Is Blind Sex Positivity Feminist?
Words and photography by: Naiyanat Sornratanachai
Shibari(縛り), or Kinbaku(緊縛) is the art of Japanese bondage, appreciated through its aesthetics and sexual appeal.
… Subjugation
Words by: Tiffany Forbes Art by: Brooke Stevens
You know those moments? The ones where you look back and think ‘what the actual fuck was I thinking?’ I guess you could call it a kind of post-nut clarity, or some sort of clarif-dick-ation (thanks, TikTok), where without warning, that love bubble — fitted exclusively with a rose-tinted haze and the ‘they-can-do-no-wrong’ mindset — is popped, and you realise your partner isn’t actually all that? Yeah, well same.
Words by: Pranjali Sehgal Photography by: Dil Kaur
Everyone’s different. Deconstructing the obvious cliché, infinite variables are tirelessly shaping a person into who they are: where they’re from, their culture, the upbringing they’ve had, the upbringing their parents have had, the friends they associate with, the list could go on and on. Yes, the world is becoming global but every culture has its own niche values and practices. We celebrate the diversity in people and build bridges to find common grounds. But more often than not, we overlook that despite sex being a familiar verb, the way we identify and participate in the act can be multifaceted from culture to culture.
… Multifaceted
Words by: Celine S-F Art by: Rachelle Lee
Is ‘vanilla sex’ really a thing of the past or are uwu choke me, daddy memes and cute baby-pink collars shaming the not so kinky into being kinkier?
… Vanilla Who? Who Cares
Words by: Stephanie Booth Art by: Beth Philpotts
Thinking threesome? Ask yourself: ‘what gap am I trying to fill?’ The filling of gaps is something that needs to be considered and researched, but spontaneous and fun at the same time. Simples, right?
… Filling Gaps
Words by: Dinithi Perera Film by: Paisley Chiew
The first time I touched myself, I was 17. Featherlight fingertips over my underwear, barely grazing, unsure of where and how I should touch. I was burning all over, mind delirious with need. It was too much and not enough all at once. So, I slipped my fingers further in, heart thrumming in my chest.
… The Trials and Tribulations of Self Pleasure
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