I found myself introducing these to so many people, I figured it was best to simply turn the conversation into a pingable URL.
Why 9? 9 is my lucky number. Plus, listicles of 10
I have been practicing yoga, on and off, for over a decade. I first started because I was a competitive figure skater, and frequently integrated a variety of additional workouts in
LEMONADE has provoked a fuckton of discussion points, many of which are painfully, heartwrenchingly important. So important that they re-awaken a familiar horror of disbelief in me
This past weekend, Mike and I celebrated 5 years of being a thing. Naturally, my contribution to the festivities was a surprise excursion to The Wizarding World of Harry Potter at
10 Things I Hate About You Miss From The 90s:
- Circling things to get from the Scholastic book order catalogue, including Leonardo DiCaprio: Modern Day Romeo (bonus poster!);
I recently stumbled upon this Elle article from a couple of years ago entitled “‘Why Don’t I Look Like Her?’: How Instagram Is Ruining Our Self Esteem.”
No joke, the first thing
People are losing their minds over Instagram’s impending feed change, and I don’t blame them. Change in real life is scary shit — but change in social media worlds? Traumatizing.
When Snapchat came out a few years ago, I remember being confused. Messages that self-destruct? Impermanent social content? What meaning could arise from sending somebody a random
I understand, and have historically agreed with, the mainstream’s all-consuming hatred of the selfie. I was once terribly uncomfortable with the idea of a photo that was taken by m