I went to art school. Now art school is not like regular college. Tai chi was a required course, we had a circus class taught by a bearded lady, and clothing was optional everywhere but the cafeteria. Similarly, the students there are of a different grain. They’re very deep and introspective, really open to experimentation of any kind, and they have weird haircuts. In my case, the first year there was fraught with exploration. I learned a lot about the inner workings of me. I learned how to become “a clean sheet of paper”; I learned how to breathe through my coccyx; I learned that pretty much anyone would have sex with me. This at first I thought was because I was “so talented” or “so creative.” Later, of course, I realized I was just easy. So I capitalized on it.

Alison Brie, a.k.a. Pete’s wife Trudy in Mad Men, in this hilarious Nerve essay about her kinky art school days and attempts to have exploratory sex with a male gay friend.  Yet another reason to love her.

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