While some kids grow up with the city skyline in their backyard and used the streets as their playground, others live vicariously through what they see on television and read about in novels. I was once a young girl growing up in the culturally starved Midwest, thumbing through fashion magazines

The New Year brings an opportunity to start fresh, say goodbye to bad habits and become an overall better person. I thought of a few things I’d like to give up in 2013, but only time will tell how long it will take for me to break these resolutions. Instead

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit…probably not.

Happy Christmas Eve, all! While a large percentage of the country is scurrying around to finish their Christmas shopping, Santa delivered a miracle this year and gave me the motivation to finish early.  I suppose there’s a first time for everything. Now that I have some time on my hands,

OK, fine. It didn’t ruin my life. But seriously. It kind of did. I have been cursed with a love/hate relationship with the songs of my Zima drinking, shoulder pad wearing elders who loved them some artists like Richard Marx and the Tony Rich Project. Here are the worst offenders

Cutting bangs seems like a good idea at the time. Then, the inevitable happens: you absolutely hate them. This predicament happens time and time again when girls decide to take the plunge and cut their bangs. Whether you’re trying to repair a recent haircut or have decided to say goodbye

I wouldn’t necessarily refer to myself as quirky, but I do march to the beat of my own drum. Most of the time I live in my own little world and am completely happy with it, especially when I can listen to crap music without being told otherwise. So, with