sex and dating
Drunk Texting Dos & Don’ts
So you think just because you’re not actually slurring your way through a drunken late night phone conversation that using the text messaging function on your telephonic device will make you appear less insane? Think again, friend. Drunk texting may even be WORSE, because although most of the time, you
Broke-Ass Fun: Become an Astrology-Obsessed Nutcase
At an art show the other day, I met a princely man in a pea green windbreaker, tribal print backwards baseball hat, and turquoise necklace. I knew that we would get along, and not just because he was channeling a nature walk-loving Will Smith circa Fresh Prince of Bel Air-slash-
Coming to Terms with Your Daddy Issues
Okay, actually, I mean my daddy issues. And I don’t mean all of that psychological hoo-ha about abandonment and male authority figures or whatever. I’m talking about having the hots for guys in khakis and Hawaiian shirts. As soon as I see a strapping twentysomething in the same outfit that
Weddings: A Broke-Ass’s Dream Party
Recently, I had the honor of being a bridesmaid in my BFF Kate’s wedding to her longtime main squeeze, Jason. Besides an awkward moment where the Mother-of-the-Bride looked down at me while I was adjusting Kate’s train and said, “Always a bridesmaid, never a bride!” (way to send shivers down
An Ode to Guys with Potbellies
Straight ladies and gay gents: think about what makes a man attractive to you. Is he passionate about life? Does he respect you? Does he make you laugh, and make you think about deep, philosophical shit? If you got knocked up and had a baby, would you not mind that
Broke-Ass Fun: Dog-Watching (It’s Like Bird Watching, But Way Less Lame)
Living in a big city can be a major bummer. There’s the lack of nature, the competition, the depressing drain on your finances. It totally sucks. But instead of getting wrapped up in your status anxiety and your rapidly depleting bank account, why don’t you embrace the most innocent, spirit-lifting
Notes on a Nerd’s First Hardcore Show
Last weekend, I went to my first-ever hardcore show. I was a serious geekazoid as a teenager, so I was too busy trying to get the high score on the next AP Bio test to buy black socks, become straightedge, and be in the throes of a steamy hardcore love