A few months ago, Miami Swim Week happened. For about ten days, the internet was wall-to-wall with bikini content and creators sharing their swim week prep strategies, tips for getting invites, front-row clips, and a hundred versions of the same sequined bikini shot from a slightly different angle. And then, like it always does, it became a moment we moved on from. But before we move on fully, let's look under the hood. Miami Swim Week doesn't have the cover story that Paris

I used to stumble across blogs the way you stumble into a tiny, perfect shop in an old neighbourhood; unexpected and full of personality. Someone with slightly messy handwriting and an obsession with single-origin coffee would post a photo of their kitchen counter at dawn, a recipe woven into long paragraphs, and a list of songs they'd been playing on repeat. You'd read, click through, and feel as though you'd been invited into a fragment of a life. Those early corners of the

On almost every date I've been on lately, the exact same question inevitably comes up: "Do you have a lot of close male friends?" Every time I answer "yes," I feel like I'm being judged in an invisible courtroom. In today's dating world, having too many male friends is coded as the ultimate "red flag" for a woman. When I talk to my female friends, I realize the situation is even worse. So many men literally demand that you cut every guy out of your life before they even consi

Anthony Bourdain said it best: "If I'm an advocate for anything, it's to move. As far as you can, as much as you can. Across the ocean, or simply across the river. Walk in someone else's shoes or at least eat their food. It's a plus for everybody." I think that pretty much summarises everything I want to say. Let me explain. I live in Amsterdam. Not a big city per se, but a very rich one and one of the cultural capitals of Europe. Living here is great. As someone who experien

I've been following Andrew Licout for years, long before Roe Magazine existed, long before this conversation, and long before I had any reason to believe that one day he'd become our July cover star. Which is funny, because if you'd asked me back then why I followed him, I don't think I could have given you a particularly smart answer. I wasn't analysing engagement metrics or trying to figure out why his content worked. I just remember laughing, like really laughing, you know

The Internet loves a pick-me girl, but somewhere along the way, we forgot that policing other women was never the point. Recently, my friend asked in the group chat. “Can you trust a girl who has no female friends?” I sat with the question for a while. Unsure where I stood. It’s true that finding a stable, healthy group of friends isn’t always easy. Some women might be having a hard time finding it, or are only beginning to find their people. Others genuinely seem to prefer t

If you were a millennial like me; or honestly, anyone who came of age while Sex and the City was taking over television, you couldn’t help but fall in love with the fabulousness of it all. Carrie Bradshaw’s tongue-in-cheek commentary on women’s sexuality and relationships made us feel seen. The fashion was aspirational, the friendships iconic, Manhattan itself felt like a fifth character, and somehow every brunch came with a life lesson wrapped in Manolos. Twenty years ago, m

Home has a strange way of staying with us. Even after we leave, build new lives, and become different people, the places that shaped us often continue to exist somewhere beneath the surface. For filmmaker Henry Czerwonka, that tension became the foundation of HAUNTERS, the award-winning experimental short film he co-created with his wife, Abby. Fresh off winning Best Experimental Film at the New York Short Film Festival, HAUNTERS explores loneliness, identity, memory, and the

I first heard about egg freezing when I was 30. It took me four years to actually do it. My adventure starts in Italy. I was single, and a friend who worked as an obstetrician recommended it to me. Some women had started talking about this new possibility. But it felt like a secret. A whisper passed from woman to woman in corridors and private conversations. Nothing really happened inside me at first. I didn’t know if it was something I really wanted to do. I was scared to op