I’ll never forget the absolute gorilla grip the sealed section in teen magazines had on me back in the day. Tearing the pages open felt scandalous and scintillating and I poured over them as if they were a forgotten, sacred text. But hindsight is 20/20, and now that I’m an actual adult with a developed frontal cortex, I’ve become aware that not all of those sex tips were good. Upon reflection, many were terrible.
