“Ashley, you’re going to need to put on a sweater. That’s too distracting.” Had the high school teacher who said this to me not been so nice, my ready made reply would’ve been, “For whom? Students? Or (*pause to issue elevator eyes*) teachers?” And this exchange (both the IRL compliance and this hypothetical conversation happening in my head) was exactly what I thought of as I read over VICE’s latest.. Read More
Parachute panties or C string?
I’m not one to follow trends. Okay. That’s a lie. If Gwen Stefani’s doing it, I’mma try it at least once (i.e. red lipstick; literally once). But when it comes to fanny fashion, not so much. Especially if granny panties suddenly go en vogue like they seem to be doing, according to the magazines I shouldn’t be reading and Facebook shares on which I shouldn’t be clicking but totally am… Read More
Why Age of Adaline makes it to my sci-fi romance fave list
Generally, I hate romantic movies. I hate them because they’re too good. Too convincing in their fantastical, illustrative, beautiful lie that says, “This is how life should be”. Or “Relationships like this exist”. It’s the same lie I’ve been fed since I was drowning in my older sister’s purple bras while pretending to be Ariel, and believing Disney’s miscellaneous Prince Charmings were the end-goal and finish line for success –.. Read More