BY Kate Harveston As a 20-something-year-old female, I’ve been to my fair share of weddings already. In all honesty, I’m starting to feel a little like Katherine Heigl in 27 Dresses. If you’re not too familiar with that movie, let’s just say that the name speaks for itself. But while my

Quick quiz for my ladies: Your idea of working out most resembles: A) Fergie in – what else – her “Fergalicious” music video B) Hannah jogging – er, attempting to jog – in Girls C) Kristin Wiig and Maya Rudolph’s characters in “Bridesmaids” You probably answered “C” because you’re reading

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

It all starts with the call. “WE’RE ENGAGED!” You’re happy they’re finally tying the knot, stoked to hear how he proposed, and touched to have been immediately asked to be her maid of honor (as if anyone else really stood a chance..pfff!) I would say it takes about 1 month for you

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