Making Friends As An Adult, Part II: Vulnerability + The First-Best You
Friendship as an adult is complicated. No longer bonded by the confines of proximity (“You’re in my class? Let’s be friends!”), we’re now able to choose who and what we keep around. In theory, this should make for even richer, deeper, more prolific...The Year-Round Bikini Body (Or, I Survived Summer Vacation And All I Got Was This Healthy Perspective)
It’s that time of year again: bikini markdown season. Just weeks ago, I was rushing to Target hours before vacation time, rotating 8-item-max after 8-item-max in and out of my 8-item-max dressing room just hoping to find a cut, color, and style that looked halfway...Making Friends As An Adult, Part One: It’s Not About The Bestie
People talk all the time about how the media influences the way we view our bodies, but just as strongly and pointedly, it influences how we view friendship. As pop culture would have it, we’re supposed to have a posse, and we’re told that every good story has a...You Don’t Have To Be Broken For Me: On Falling In Love
You Don’t Have To Be Broken For Me. It’s my favorite line from Cheryl Strayed’s book, Tiny Beautiful Things. Because it so sweetly, so succinctly encapsulates what I think we all want to hear, what we hope we’ll hear from the people we love...#SelfieEmpowerment: The Case For The Selfie
I’m kind of possessive over my iPhone – namely, the “Photos” app. No way is anyone allowed to scroll through without my finger at the helm, no chance anyone’s going to catch a glimpse of my photo library without my consent, because I’ll be shielding it from view...
