It Happened To Me
Weight-loss surgery is not a subject you broach with someone is worried she might have breast cancer. It's just not.
I love most of my clients, but like any service job, you’ll inevitably get some dicks in the mix.
Ponytails and messy buns get boring, so here are the more creative ways I've been getting my hair off my neck this summer.
All the headlines you might have missed, neatly summarized.
I’ve come home to the yellow eviction notice on the door, and lived out of a van for awhile, and I never once looked “homeless.”
Sex, Sex, Sex ... and Love
He used misogynistic terms to reduce me to a useless, shameful commodity...all because I rejected him.
My family has been personally affected by ALS, but I don't want to see other charities lose donations while this cause is getting all the attention.
He went to my alma mater and represented what a true journalist really is: fearless and bold.
I like to think of it as a collective recycling program, a form of city kinship that often turns up just the thing you’ve been looking for.
Can I just say how amazing of a childhood those of us who grew up in the ‘80s and ‘90s had? We somehow managed to imbibe media and still spend a decent amount of time outdoors. How did this happen? Well, because movies used to teach us shit.
Every time I think of these heroic strangers who declare their hearts' desire, I too, get butterflies in the depths of my loins. The kind that makes me wonder, “What’s next? Is this stranger going to follow me home?"