Charli XCX and the Female Gaze
The song and video are so simply adorable that it would be tempting to brush them off as frivolous. But indulging that temptation would be dismissing a cultural commentary of Beyoncé proportions.
The Nose Knows Too Much
Moments like this, this spiraling existential crisis brought upon me by a bit of charred soy, are things that I thought wouldn’t carry over into adulthood.
Farewell, Orphan Black
Like any good sci-fi tale, then, Orphan Black is finally far less interested in predicting what might be, than it is in describing what exists now.
My Three Best Jokes and Why They Were So Great
And this is the mark of comedy greatness: it pushes us—not to a breaking point, but just outside what we thought was “good enough.”
The Prudent Keep Quiet in Such Times
Seek good, not evil, that you may live. Then the Lord God Almighty will be with you, just as you say he is.
‘Dracula, the Musical?’ (A Review)
Throughout the performance, I can understand eighty percent of what he says and forty percent of what he sings because, well … because of his teeth.
Summer in the City
And if Regina Spektor happens to be giving a concert in Central Park on that particular Wednesday, who’s to say I have to move my painstakingly planned picnic?
In Defense of Habit
But I also hold on to habits because they give me an unexpected freedom.
You Look Happy to Me
They’re not always noble or pure, but then of course neither am I. We try our best, and sometimes people climb mountains just to see us blossom in the cold.
The Bloodmobile
After a full bag, they unplugged me and fed me Cheez-Its and sent me on my way. I would soon discover that drinking a PBR immediately after giving blood isn’t a good idea
