It’s interesting how different a serious relationship looks when you’re 24 compared to a serious relationship at 30. In your early to mid twenties, planning for the future with someone means y...Read More
Carrie Bradshaw, the fictional protagonist from Sex and the City, once said: In New York, you’re either looking for a job, a boyfriend, or an apartment. Well, I think things in DC are done a little ...Read More
I am not a surfing, camping, pot-smoking hippie. I’m also not a professional athlete or a kindergarten teacher. So, why the hell do people insist on high-fiving me?...Read More
I won’t hold it against you. I won’t judge you for returning to your roots. I get it. I just hate that I’m always, always, always the one who gets left behind. I’m never the leaver. I never ge...Read More
I’m not as neat as I thought I was. Turns out my obsession with having an organized apartment was merely a ruse to guilt my roommates into cleaning up after themselves. I don’t mind my messes – ...Read More
When I was little, I was sent off to fat camp. For those of you who are wondering if I was a chunky kid, the answer is no – not even a little bit. In my parents’ defense, it was something of an a...Read More
I was 17 and it smelled like winter outside. The sky was an undecided bluish gray, studded with clouds. I had just finished up a grueling cross-country practice and quickly threw on sweats to protect...Read More
If, like me, you’re in your mid-twenties, you may have noticed that your friends have started reproducing on purpose. In high school I was TERRIFIED I’d somehow (magically?) get pregnant. I rememb...Read More
I wish I could quit Facebook. I really do. I don’t think I’m “addicted” the way some people are. I try to control myself when it comes to uploading photos and only “like” a status if a cl...Read More
I went on vacation and when I returned, something very dear to me was missing. I didn’t know it was gone until, hungry and jet lagged I wandered into my kitchen, yearning for comfort food. My only t...Read More