***I apologize in advance for this picture. It’s necessary to include to make a point/rant. So many things are wrong with this picture. First, the clown. Second, the word. Third, it’s not even clever. I entered Search and Destroy (25 Saint Marks Place), a ‘vintage’ hardcore clothing shop in the East Village, expecting to be … Continue reading
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How I learned to stop worrying (almost) and love journalism (for the most part)
I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a fairly nervous person, a quality that is often aggravated by my prolific coffee intake. Of course, my chosen career path isn’t exactly “stress free” (then again, does such a profession exist?) But journalism, on a whole, from what I have ascertained, can wreak havoc on a … Continue reading
Good morning!
It’s a surprisingly beautiful day today. Who said Manhattan can’t be pretty? Continue reading
Found him!
He really shouldn’t have seemed so elusive. He’s not exactly inconspicuous. I’m almost positive I’ve passed him before, nonetheless, I’ve been casually searching for the Andy Monument for three weeks now. By casually, I mean that I hoped to stumble across it without going out of my way. Like today. Since finding out that this existed, I thought … Continue reading
Murphy Brown is no Willy Loman, or riot grrrl for that matter
Isn’t it funny that it’s cliche for a woman to try to ‘make it’ in the city? That sitcoms and novels have adopted a sort of Murphy Brown syndrome, when comparable male-centered situations often take on a Willy Loman quality? I guess there isn’t an every wo-man. For the record, women can be as tragic and humorous … Continue reading