Dear Mandate, Have I been living under a rock for the past ten years? I am completely incapable of playing “the game”. What are the rules? When do they apply? Help! Disclaimer: The following post is in no way a statement that men are the sex that should be pursued. In my total and utter 
It happens to the best of us. You get dumped. Suddenly New York City seems so big, so lonely, so full of seedy “gentlemen” just waiting for their chance to sniper your heart and leave you bent and broken. It either has happened to you or it will happen to you, so gather round girls, 
Dear Mandate, WHY HASN’T HE CALLED? “Why hasn’t he called?” The age old question. Let’s go through the rundown. - He lost his phone and you’re over-thinking it. How many days have passed anyway? Oh. That many? Scratch that, he’s got his phone and you need to stop thinking about it. - You had a 
Introducing the Mandate; a peek inside the male psyche for all the readers of New York Press. This column will attempt to bring light to all of your dating conundrums with thorough and brutally honest answers to your burning questions. You may not always like the answer, but the Mandate speaks the truth, the whole 
One thing I get a lot of, being the brilliant sex and dating columnist I am, is people contacting me for advice. A very good, very beautiful, smart and funny friend of mine recently emailed me a dilemma, and speaking about it with other girlfriends, I realized that what we have on our hands is 
Are boys all idiots? I get asked this question a lot. And while I’m always very quick to jump to the defense of boys—they are a complex, emotional bunch after all—I have to say I’m deeply sorry, but yes, yes for the most part, they are all giant idiots (and I don’t mean to say 
I’ve never watched Grey’s Anatomy, but I think I get it—there’s some guy called McDreamy and some other guy who’s like, McLovesy or something, and McDoeEyes can’t chose between them. And in between it all there’s McCheatsy, McDies, McLetsJustBeFriends and McDoctor. I mean, that’s close enough right? But here’s the thing—I’m pretty sure there’s no character 
