With a stifled vocabulary, The CDC cannot protect the American people.

---- Just about a year ago, I got called out on social media for not using the right vernacular for asking a question with political and social connotations on facebook. Following this,  I have stayed largely quiet on social media when it comes to politics because confrontation over semantics on the same side seems inefficient.… Continue reading With a stifled vocabulary, The CDC cannot protect the American people.

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On feeling lonely or why fall scented candles are honestly the worst.

Darlings, It's finally fall. I'll tell you what. I don't miss the cold weather at all. And I love the holier than thou feeling I get when I see Californians wearing a hat and gloves in like 50 degree weather. I will say that there is something missing about this time of year in California.… Continue reading On feeling lonely or why fall scented candles are honestly the worst.

Food/Fashion/Vice: Passion fruit makes everything better.

Darlings, When I first started this blog FIVE YEARS ago, there was a section called: Food/Fashion/Vice to which I have decided to return. I think that Fridays hence forth shall be Food/Fashion/Vice Fridays, sound delicious, darlings? Food Passion fruit is like nothing you've ever tasted before. Well, that's not entirely true because it kind of tastes… Continue reading Food/Fashion/Vice: Passion fruit makes everything better.

You say winter, I say Fuck off. Or let’s Shakshouka.

Darlings,   Winter is here. The snow, the cold, the bundling up, the dry skin, the static-y hair, it's all here. And sometimes it feels like we live in a storybook. But most days, it just feels annoying. I'm not entirely sure how I ended up living in one of the coldest places in America.… Continue reading You say winter, I say Fuck off. Or let’s Shakshouka.

Ugh, football or how to feel decidedly Un-American on a cold Sunday night.

Darlings, Sometimes I tell le hubs that one of the biggest reasons I married him was so that I wouldn't have to watch Football every Sunday. Now, this is of course a gross hyperbole, but not entirely false. I will never understand the appeal of football. I'm sure there is something to it, given so… Continue reading Ugh, football or how to feel decidedly Un-American on a cold Sunday night.