My mom is having a sex toy party. I knew the moment I read the email that I wanted to...
Mama Piph
Posts mentioning my mom, who happens to be one of my biggest cheerleaders. See also: Mama Piph moments on Twitter.
If you had asked me years ago if I was ever going to tell my parents about my blog, I...
I got my chance to tell my parents about my work sooner than I expected. They invited me over for...
Kynan greets me at the airport with a bouquet of hand-drawn sex toys. Eleven toys, all of them my favorites,...
It’s still surreal to say. I’m published. My name. Epiphora. On the pages of a book. Followed by my words —...
Time to come clean: my review of the tiny dildos was an April Fool’s joke. I think most of you...
I never know my name anymore. A few months ago, I was at sex educator friend’s party getting high out...
This is the stuff dreams are made of — my dreams at least. This, friends, is my majestic sex toy...
I’ve had to come out to my parents more than once. When I was 14, I wrote them a letter...
The cliché is true — it feels like just yesterday and like forever ago. This week marks 10 years since...
The idea, like all the best ideas, came to me while I was stoned. Lying in bed, half-asleep, it just...
The memory’s a bit of a blur now, but almost 7 years ago, I was standing in the bathroom at...
Lora DiCarlo, the “sex tech” start-up that vowed to revolutionize the pleasure industry and pompously acted like the first to...