She hoped marriage would change her cheating ways, but two years later found herself straying—as much out of a lust for life as for flesh."I find myself living my life in the third person and deciding whether it’d be a good story." She takes a sip of beer.Emails discovered as part of Wikileaks' release of the "Podesta emails" seemed to indicate that Mezvinsky had used his ties to the Clinton family to obtain investors for his hedge fund through Clinton Foundation events.News flash: More and more women are jumping outside their marriages in search of no-strings-attached sex. An Internet connection and an account on a site like Ashley For years, our collective narrative of the errant housewife has run thusly: Neglected by her aloof or abusive husband and dying a slow death from her suburban prison, she falls into the arms of a dashing, romantic gentleman.In myths, novels, and films, from Helen of Troy to Hester Prynne in In the real world, with greater professional equality between the genders and third-wave-feminist sexual liberation, are women cheating for the same reason that men have throughout history, as Megan’s profile suggests—that is, to sate their sex drives and gratify their egos? "Megan has picked Coppelia, a Latin American diner at the border of Chelsea and the West Village in Manhattan, and she’s waiting in a booth when I arrive."They’re all unhappy with the amount of sex they’re getting—the ones who are still married," she says. The ones who’ve started playing around are much happier."But what about the guilt? My marriage would be in shambles if I wasn’t playing outside the marriage." Such playing is not without its risks; she’s fallen for men before, she admits, and says heartbreak is part of the game.Megan prefers younger men whom she can think of as her "boy toys—my playthings." She asks how old I am.
I She tells me that she’s been corporeally disloyal in relationships since she started having sex at 16 and has don’t-ask, don’t-tell permission to frolic with other lovers from her "nerd" husband of nearly two decades, with whom she has several children.We sent writer and monogamist Teddy Wayne to meet the growing flock of lady Don Drapers *And not by their husbands My eyes are blurry from too many post-midnight hours in front of my laptop, trolling through scores of Internet-dating profiles of women.I’m carpet bombing them with the same boilerplate message, suggesting, with unsurpassed creativity and seductiveness, that we get together for a drink.Marc Mezvinsky (born December 15, 1977) is an American investment banker, co-founder of the hedge fund Eaglevale Partners, and the husband of Chelsea Clinton, the daughter of former U. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton and former President Bill Clinton. They declared bankruptcy shortly before Mezvinsky’s conviction and divorced. in politics, philosophy and economics from University of Oxford. Subsequent to his graduations, he worked for eight years as an investment banker at Goldman Sachs before leaving to join a private equity firm, but later quit.His parents are both former Democratic members of the U. Mezvinsky first met Chelsea Clinton as a teenager at a 1993 Democratic political retreat in Hilton Head, South Carolina. While a student at Stanford in 1997, he remained close friends with Clinton, and as she began looking at colleges, he showed her around the campus. In 2011, he co-founded a Manhattan-based hedge fund firm, Eaglevale Partners, with two longtime partners, Bennett Grau and Mark Mallon.
BIG THICK [rhyming masculine body part] NEED APPLY!!! My first e-mail blitz, which doesn’t specify that I’m a journalist hoping to interview subjects, nets me a grand total of zero replies. I change tack and name-drop Yet a few replies roll in. (Identifying details have been obscured or altered slightly to ensure anonymity, and all names are fictitious.) She lists her weight at well over 200 pounds, her limits are "Anything Goes," and her tagline is "I’m too much for you." And what is she looking for? I’m not here at AM to meet someone for the opera, I assure you."What the hell is going on here?