For those of us familiar with my life outside of my virtual domain, you know that a week after I left Minneapolis, my grandmother died. I can’t tell you how many times I listen to the /one/ voicemail I have from her, saved on my phone. Every moment I wish I could just hear her … Continue reading Shirley Anne.
As I sit here in Doritos stained sweatpants in front of Gossip Girl reruns on Netflix, I can't help but think about the neglect I've inflicted upon this humble blog. I figured a more substantial use of my time of watching more episodes of rich white people making asses of themselves, it seemed it was … Continue reading xoxo, rose-coloured boy
They say that the moon brings the man to the woman, "La Bella Luna", if you will. But, what on god's green earth brings the man to the man? ...Pheromones, I guess? Still trying to figure that one out. Anyways, if you live in New York and you haven't reenacted Norman Jewison's Moonstruck in some … Continue reading Moonstruck, Kind Of.