Fall is coming to a foreseeable end, and yet, it’s not quite the reign of cold front terror that is February. This is prime time to wear the cutest things that winter has to offer before shit really hits the fan cold-wise. And what better time to prance around in

Once a week we present Broke-Ass Porn. It’s visually stimulating material for the financially impaired. If this shit doesn’t get you going, you’re not as broke as you thought.

Over on my new favorite blog, The Hairpin, editor Edith Zimmerman railed into the infamous fat-phobic blogger at Marie Claire, Maura Kelly, on her recommendations for what to do if you’re bored on a date. Kelly, though I guess you have to give her credit for at least appearing to

Picture this: You need to throw your broke-ass A game to win the affections of a certain someone you drunkenly made out with in the photo booth at Pop’s. Like always, you are broke. But never fear, you are still smart enough to use the city to your advantage. You

It all started when I was on a weekend getaway with a man friend. We were staying at the apartment of a good friend of his who was engaged and living with his fiancee. Anyway, they had this corkboard in their kitchen area upon which various cards, Save-The-Dates, receipts, photos,

Breakfast dates. Kinda awkward sometimes, right? I don’t know who these people are that go on breakfast dates, but it’s just kind of weird to me. Like, there’s clearly no possibility of going home with the other person, you just sort of awkwardly part ways afterward and carry on with

For one reason or another, I’ve super been into listening to the Frank Sinatra Pandora station lately. I don’t know if I’ve taken to rebelling against myself to the point that I’ve circled back to what I’ve always thought would never happen: listening to literally the same music my parents

Didja ever notice when watching pretty much any RomCom, that the plots are almost always super implausible even though they’re meant to make us all be like: “Celebrities (pretending to be real people): JUST LIKE US!” Well, I did. And I’ve also blown the lid off of what the deal