To those with no understanding about which I write today, I salute you. Carry on…
I need an intervention. A Hills intervention. Someone (preferably Dr. Drew) please pry the remote from my fingers and change the channel to…to….
See, that’s just it. There’s absolutely nothing on the TV on Tuesday night. MTV got wise to it and [...]
I had tea with a friend of mine recently, over which she relayed how she’d broken up with her boyfriend of four years. She wanted to commiserate, to rejoice, to make plans, to breathe some fresh air. She knew I’d understand her current state of emotions. She knew I’d be able to relate. And she [...]
I found out the other day from the mutual friend who introduced us that North Shore, the guy I dated for a few months last summer, is engaged. To the girl he dated mere weeks after me. I believe this makes seven- seven guys who have proposed once removed. Anyone trying to get engaged? Apparently, [...]
Oh, holy hell people. Try as I might to befriend them, Gap jeans hate me. I can hardly tell you how many years and salespeople I’ve burned through in my fruitless attempts to patronize that fine establishment. It’s fucking epic.
Three states, two flagship stores, four sizing options, two inseam choices, and five denim wash variations [...]
Maybe it’s cliche to write about this sort of thing anymore. Maybe it’s tacky or opportunistic or insensitive. And anyway, hasn’t everything already been said? I’m not a Somebody who lost on that day and I didn’t intend to write this, to write anything about this anymore. But I also didn’t intend to read Jonathan [...]
Recently, my boyfriend and I decided (well, he kind of just came along because he’s good like that) to visit Mara and her husband. We planned to stay for one night, after which we couldn’t wait to get the hell out of there.
As he accurately and cleverly put it, he felt as though we were [...]
