When I was in high school, my dad threatened to chase my boyfriend with a baseball bat after he had the nerve to drop me off passed curfew with the car music blasting. This memorable experience came after he found me in my prior boyfriend’s car (doing nothing more than staring at each other) in a Dunkin’ Donuts parking lot… View Post
ICMYI, here’s a live-action shot of our current dating environment: And a self portrait of most of us in it, actively trying to not completely lose our shit: I know you know it’s horrifying and I wish I could give you some words of encouragement, but my soul has mostly rotted on the inside at this point. Luckily, there are… View Post
Life is hard. It’ll wear you down. No, that’s not the millennial in me nor the lack of caffeine talking—it’s a damn fact. When I was in high school, one of my teachers presented the question: Would you rather live naively and be happy, or know the truth and be cynical? The 17-year-old me immediately chose naive and happy, I… View Post
Yesterday, I told you the story about the woman, a fellow reporter, who had shamed me and my outfit at a press junket. Today, I present to you: the majestic yet totally standard jeans that caused such an unnecessary fuss. ICYMI: Morgan Freeman was fascinated by my ripped Zara jeans and looked at them the same way my grandparents… View Post
I will never understand why women bring down other women. What’s as horrifying as it is sad and true, is that regardless of age, it’s almost an innate instinct for women to get jealous, see one another as threats, compete, and take each other down. How else do you explain a middle-aged woman attacking a twenty-something colleague behind her back… View Post
