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Ozempic promised to make women smaller, calmer, easier to want. Nobody asked what happened to their wanting.

The imprint of rope on bare skin. Purple bruises blooming across an ass. The hot, clean shock of a slap. The strange nirvana of pain stretched just far enough. Kink is speculative fiction with a body attached.

FEATURING: Leonora Carrington: Doors Inside Doors; There is no magic pill: Ozempic & Desire; The Devil’s Teat: A history of the clitoris; The ancient practice of Pompoir; Is it in the cards? Intuitive Tarot; Pleasure in Polaroids: Aura Photography; and more!

Have you ever felt your relationship with money was rigged from the start? That someone else wrote the rules, hid the map and told you to smile while you played along? The reality is, this rigged money game isn’t your fault.

Magic has always lived here – in the body, in intuition, in the ways women have always known, created, healed and connected. For Issue 05, Moi explores magic as something felt, lived and embodied – from ritual and pleasure to connection, instinct and collective power. We’re looking for work that moves beyond cliché and into something deeper, more curious, and just a little bit unexplainable.

FEATURING: Kate Kennedy: Makes Them Pay; The Future Is In Our Hands: Modern Palmistry; A Future With Or Without Children; Red Lights & Robots; Of Flesh And Fiction: A Vr Love Story; The Future I Want: A Manifesto; And More!

Reclaiming Pleasure on Our Own Terms

The Evolution of the Sex Party

The future is something we’ve always imagined.
An unknown. A promise. A threat. A projection.
Is the future you once imagined now your reality?
And is your current reality shaping the future to come?

FEATURING: All Hail the Return of Poppy King; From Keys in a Bowl to Curated Desire: The Evolution of the Sex Party; Lessons in Lace: She is an untamed force of play & pleasure; Come stay at The Sunseeker; Happy Hour Snacks & the Sticky Fingers Mantra; and more!

Some clichés persist for a reason. Being surprised with flowers will always be romantic. Bad luck comes in threes. And we all have a tried and tested recipe for the first time we cook for a lover.

Rage, often described as a heightened form of anger, is a visceral, full-body experience that can feel overwhelming, even uncontrollable. It’s fast, fiery and fierce – a fight-or-flight response that kicks in when something essential to our sense of self is under threat.

How music changed feminism.

How to make a porn mag and build a community.

FEATURING: Riot Grrrls; The 4B Movement; The Peace of Rage; Take Back The Night; How We Learn to be Sad; Rage is a Woman’s Emotion; The Rage Recipe; Where The Fire Hides (Photo Essay); Rage Made Me a Dominatrix; and more.

History labels Dora Maar (1907–1997) as ‘one of many’ of Pablo Picasso’s lovers, but she was so much more than just a muse.

So, why did we make a magazine about pleasure? Put simply – there is a pleasure gap and women are the ones losing out.

FEATURING: Mackenzie Peck: how to make a porn mag; Eau de Ex: the scent of past lovers; The Panty Dropper: a recipe guarantee; Contemporary Hedonism; Ancient Sex Toys; and more.

Meet photographer and artist Julie Poly who sees beauty in the trivial. Her Ukrzaliznytsia project is a tactile rich photo essay book that takes the reader on a journey on Ukraine’s one and only railroad transportation enterprise.

“What I desperately want is to lose myself. To be nothing more than a raw bare piece of nature, that surrenders to simply being and ceasing to be,” she narrates longingly, in subtitled German, while stretched out naked in a steaming bath, eyes closed, weighted by feelings of disconnection from her lover.

Sun, sun, sun, here we come. When the days are longer and the humidity slowly builds, we begin shedding our layers – clothes, cares and skepticisms. Now is the season to lean in – embrace optimism, check our auras and eat for the chakras.

‘To the table or to bed you must come when you are bid.’ And so begins the most passionately explosive love story ever told along with a recipe for Christmas Rolls.

First published privately in 1928, in Florence, Italy, English author D. H. Lawrence's final novel sat quietly in the world of literature until it was released openly in the United Kingdom in 1960 where it became a censorship sensation.

The smell of frangipani always, without fail, pulls me back in time to a holiday spent in Honolulu, Hawaii. Years ago, inspired by visions of turquoise water, swaying coconut palms, lush rainforests dripping with vibrant-hued flowers, ukulele fuelled dance parties and cocktail dreams served poolside, I booked a last minute flight and took my son to Hawaii.