As a young, blonde woman, I get attention from sleazy men everywhere. I’ve been whistled at my whole life, and I’ve tended to take it as a compliment—well, a creepy,…
OMG, Shoes.
Traveling alone can sometimes make you feel like a crazy person. In solitary times, you begin to embody Tom Hanks’ character from the movie Cast Away: you talk to yourself,…
All Good Plans of Mice and (Wo)men
So here I am: At a McDonald’s outside of Gare d’Est in Paris because I have nowhere else to go, listening to a terrible rap song played on repeat over…
One more thing about Boston
After six glorious years in Beantown I’m moving to the West Coast, so I’ve been trying to cherish a few special places in my last days here. Surprisingly, none of…
The Road Less Traveled
Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. -“The Road Not…