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Cheap Beauty Tip of the Week: Take Care of Your Makeup Brushes
If you are someone who works with makeup on a daily basis, whether you’re a makeup artist or someone who wears it everyday, you recognize the value of investing in a set of quality makeup brushes. Depending on the brand, how many brushes you buy and the quality of brushes,
The Broke-Ass Girl’s Guide to Fall Thrifting
Happy Fall! The days of fighting humidity, basking in the sun, and ignoring obligations to hit the beach are behind us. Fall, and a new job, arrived just in time for me to occupy my sunless free time and finally be able to afford more than ramen noodles. That being
My Favorite Afternoon Delight
Sometimes when you are broke, there are very few ways to indulge in self-gratification. I am thinking of two in particular and I’m pretty sure you can guess what one of them is. If you guessed reading, you are right! You don’t win anything, sorry. But you do get infinite
No Sex In The Champagne Room: 6 Worst Places To Have Sex
Having impromptu sex or sex in an unexpected location: what’s not to like? It gets your adrenaline going and your oxytocin levels are flying every which way! Well, guys, it’s all fun and games until someone gets cum in their eye. IT BURNS! Just kidding, blowjobs are for suckers. LITERALLY!
BA of the Week: Writer Dana Sitar
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.
FREE Steamroller Printing Festival
Ever seen art made by steamroller? Now you can. Welcome to the 9th annual Roadworks festival, where, in short, talented woodcutters and print makers create large linoleum blocks, lay them out on Rhode Island street in Potrero Hill, and drive a 3 ton steamroller over them. And it isn’t just
Happy Hour at Sushi Time, Subterranean Haven
The belly of the beast One of my favorite happy hours for sushi is brought to you by Sushi Time, secreted down in an anonymous little nook of The Castro. It’s like a little wad of cud some forlorn cow forgot in the back of its mouth. If that’s not
