One of the greatest pleasures of adulthood is having the autonomy to spend your money as you see fit. This past years’s isolation led many people, including myself, to examine where the line of their wants and needs converges, and then buy the shit out of everything they could possibly want. Peloton had a banner … Continue reading The Healing Power of Touch
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You’re Not That Kind of Girl: A Guide to Talking to Your Mom about Dating
I was named after a ginger slut in a book*, so it's a given that I'd either be a slut myself or a nun, and my mom told me I couldn't be a nun when I was 17 because I'd miss sex. The woman, my mother, was also known to discuss various sexual misconceptions with … Continue reading You’re Not That Kind of Girl: A Guide to Talking to Your Mom about Dating
On Female Friendships
A year ago today one of my best friends died. It was sudden but not unexpected. I missed three finals to run back and forth to all of the airports in the DC area so that her family could be together. And I spent a week dodging my mother's well meaning coworkers who talking about … Continue reading On Female Friendships
Acquiring an Invitation to the Party in My Pants
To be clear 99% of the time I'm not wearing pants but easy access doesn't necessarily mean easy access. I'm not writing this because I'm frigid or a prude, or some floozy slutwhore. I've been inspired by both my own experience as a single lady and by the tales of my competition... I mean, umm, … Continue reading Acquiring an Invitation to the Party in My Pants
Spinsterhood of the Traveling Pants
I am a woman of marrying age. I am single. In some circles, including but not limited to the produce department of the finer grocery chains, I am past my best-by date. This is something of my choosing, spinsterhood. Unlike being an old maid, being a spinster doesn't carry the weight of viginity with it. … Continue reading Spinsterhood of the Traveling Pants
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