Activism Attire: I’m Going to a Protest and Have Nothing to Wear

 

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A few days after Trump won the election, I continued to shuffle around in a sad, shocked and scared stupor like pretty much everybody I know In the bubble. Trump’s supporters were the hand, Trump the pin, and POP, our bubble was burst into a million pieces.

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The Closet of My Dreams

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Believe it or not, the occasional company or brand will ask us to write about them in exchange for their products. This does not happen very often. When it does, we tend to decline, because we can’t write about or recommend something we don’t like or wouldn’t use. We’re terrible liars.

A few weeks back, we got a note from MakeSpace, a company we’d never heard of, wanting us to write about what our dream closet might look like. Once we explored what MakeSpace does (it makes space! but more on that later), we agreed.  Read More

Diary of a Depressed Liberal

Sometimes it's the little things. "NOT MY PRESIDENT" T-shirt from 63 Bluxome Gallery, chocolate old-fashioned from Donut World.

Sometimes it’s the little things. “NOT MY PRESIDENT” T-shirt from 63 Bluxome Street Gallery, chocolate old-fashioned from Donut World.

When I was a little girl, I kept a diary. I think most of us did back then. I remember one in particular: Metallic gold and white-checked vinyl cover, gold lock with a teeny tiny gold key. It was the one place I could pour my heart into, and as a child suffering from depression but didn’t know it yet, it was my therapist.

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Uber Bitch

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A few weeks ago, me and three friends settled into our seats at the Norse Theatre, excited to hear our idol, “punk poet laureate” Patti Smith talk about her new book and sing a few songs. Michele leaned over as the lights went down and whispered, “Remind me to tell you about my fight with a Millennial in the uberPOOL”.

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