I’m a 20-something artist living in New York City, and, quite frankly, I’m tired of trying to make people believe that I have my shit together. It’s way too much work. I constantly find myself having to choose between taking a shower, brushing my teeth, shaving, dressing appropriately for whatever

Before I let you in on the deets, let’s get something straight. I know you covet Monday nights. It’s no secret – mostly because you don’t hide it well (sort of like those 7th-grade bangs you butchered yourself but tried to blame on your Dad’s rogue Flowbee; yeah, we all