I am not a sore loser. It’s just that I prefer to win, and when I don’t I get furious....
We’re going back to a tale from the days of yore, aka my time auditioning for shows. In the musical...
I came out of the womb with toned calf muscles. That’s how my mother tells it, anyways. Nine months of...
Make Up, Empathy, and Hiding When I was fifteen, I first realized that I was a little judgy. OK, maybe...
A Galentine’s Day rant on Rom Coms I was eighteen when I decided that I hated romantic comedies. I remember...
An introduction to my latest blog series You might have heard me mention that I grew up as a slightly...
I have mixed feelings about social media. On the one hand, I think it’s a useful tool and good for...
This past June, I was in North Carolina for a family wedding. Well, they are technically family friends, but I...
Let’s be real… No one is the most proficient at this whole relationship thing. I mean, you might be, and...
My junior year, a friend and I decided to apply for the university-owned apartments on campus. She was studying abroad...