A trip to Brooklyn results in a little sartorial nausea, courtesy of the trying-so-hard-to-be-hip transplants crawling out of every nook and cranny. On the other hand, my native-to-NYC friend doesn’t seem to be trying much at all, and blows them out of the water.
After falling for someone mainly via virtual communication, I was crushed to realize that he wasn’t the ideal type that I thought he was. Doing my best Carrie Bradshaw, I began to wonder: is pseudo-loving and losing better than never pseudo-loving at all?
If I’m going to walk around with a vagina, I’m not going to refrain from talking about it, and learning about it! Because learning is fun, guys–and so are weird facts about the human body.