I dated Christian Grey. In fact, I dated many Christian Greys—numerous variations of him. While not all of them (okay, none of them) were billionaire moguls, all of them were the same in that they were emotionally unavailable men with troubled pasts—fifty shades of fucked up—who had no idea what they wanted and zero concern for what I did.
 

My biggest complaint about Fifty Shades of Grey isn’t the poor casting choice of Mr. Grey himself or the lack of sex scenes, but the glorification of the dysfunctional relationship between these two characters...