Illusions are created everyday. Through different mediums, we can bend the idea of what’s real and what’s not. Makeup has...
Society’s checklist hums in the background. Marriage by this age. Certainty by that one. Timelines quietly ticking forward whether she...
Hi! It’s your fellow chronically online girlie with a criminally high screentime split between every social media app out there. Like all of you, technology is deeply intertwined into every aspect of my life, so much so that my friends call me the “first responder” because of how quick I...
My blood, my skin for something I haven’t yet known—take me away and whisper songs in my ear that will...
I’m still thinking about “Heated Rivalry”. I watched it week-by-week as it was released, then proceeded to not shut up...
Around Savannah, the question “Oh, where’d you get that?” about any piece of clothing often receives the answer, “from Papa Jawn’s!” And I’m not talking about the pizza place. The first time I met Ian Joseph, he was at a vintage market in the courtyard at Perc Coffee. It was...
Does anyone remember the American Girl Magazine? No, not the catalogue, I mean the 27-year spanning lifestyle magazine produced by...
The only way out is through. A cul-de-sac has one entrance, one way of escape. The circle, a clever trap,...