Advice
Broke-Ass Kitchen: White Bean Dip
For me, this recipe is kind of like the bottle of Trader Joe’s wine you always keep stashed under your bed in case of hosting/party guest/shitty day emergencies. (If you don’t do that, start doing that!). It was basically born from a day when I needed a dip and had
Financial Independence and Dating for the Ladies
If you are reading this, you might be a young lady who works hard for her money and may not have much of it to begin with. So what do you do when it comes to dating? Are you to wait around for Prince Charming with fat pockets to come
Broke-Ass Mom and Mass Transit 201
If you think you’ve mastered mass transit because since last week you’ve become a black belt in riding a train, think again. We have yet to discuss how to get on and off a train or a bus. The first question is how far do you have to walk to
Broke-Ass Guide to Volunteering, Part Two
Previously, I talked about using self-reflection to decide on what cause to volunteer for. You’ve scoured the internet, asked around, and you think you’ve found what you want to do. Even though you are volunteering, you should make sure the organization is right for you. If you are somewhere that
How to Convince People That You Are Fashionable, When You Really Look Like a Disaster
As Countess LuAnn’s auto-tuned crooning on Real Housewives of New York taught us, “money can’t buy you class.” I firmly believe this– look at all of the lavishly rich ladies out there who still look like tacky messes (again, see any Real Housewives for an example). Less money to spend on
Sending Your Kid to College on a Broke-ass Budget
Kids grow up faster than we want them to and college is not only essential for a great future, but it is a large part of the American dream. However, if you have been washing dishes, waiting tables, or just been broke most of your life and have struggled to
Broke-Ass Mom and Mass Transit 101
Now that you’re car-free, mass transportation should be your new best friend. If you’re not careful, what was once as easy as “hop on and hop off” can now be the most miserable thirty minutes of your day. The goal is to not get a standing ovation as you and