Like a curious child who’s just discovered the versatility of wondering “Why?” the shadows will keep creeping in until, eventually, you can’t avoid them.
Assorted grumblings about the terrible 2-0's.
My body is not functioning at its full capacity because I stopped my recovery halfway—I didn’t keep going, and in fact even in my strongest moments I was still consumed by thoughts of food and weight.
I’ve worn it so much over the last few years that it is pilling and has a hole in the back—shabby and really not at all chic. But despite how dull it sounds, its origin story is a little unusual.
I thought I’d share a list of tried-and-true items that I actually own, that aren’t too expensive, and that I know would make great gifts for you or someone equally cool.
The White Album pounced on me and was truly unlike anything I’d read before—a seamless weaving of current events with memoir, facts with potential fictions, a soft-edged journalism that thrilled me.
A list of things that are “not hot, not not, just meh.” Today’s roundup incudes: Allison Williams, long TV show intros and Sriracha-flavored beer.
Consider this my official to plea to have the appeal of The Victoria’s Secret Show unpacked for me, preferably via a detailed PowerPoint presentation created by a non-sexually-fantasizing male or female.
The pieces I read over the weekend and loved. Topics include: the NBA, badass women who work for the NBA, racism, introverts, the twisted ‘privileges’ of academia and why your family drives you insane.
I’m the type of person who can only survive the day-to-day when there are things up ahead to look forward to. Vague, lofty ideals like a potential white wedding or children who will grow to resent me do not count.