• Spot the Difference

    I have freckles on my hands. The light ones that occur in smatterings, never just one or two. I am not a freckly person. My skin is uniformly tan. The freckles appeared three weeks ago, just as I was starting my new pastry chef job. I thought maybe they were an allergic reaction to the

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  • The Burden of Beauty

    Alright listen up. I’m here to tell you why makeup is The Worst. Women are expected to wear it. Men are not. Makeup wipes. Squeezing a 0.2mm-thick line of eyeliner onto my tiny hooded eyelids. When all you want to do is rub your eyes but you can’t. “Are you tired?” Capitalism. Contouring is a

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  • Bumping Into Corners

    I was in Dublin, and it wasn’t raining. I was in Dublin, and the sky was clear, and the streets were singing their wily song—the melody that ensnares your heart and beguiles your mind and sends you stumbling through an unfamiliar city—and my gut was ruining everything. We had only a week in Europe—a few

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  • The Importance of Eating Doughnuts

    [This post deals with disordered eating and isn’t recommended reading for people who are easily triggered.] It’s Sunday morning, and we are on a mission. After an unforgettable night in a field in middle-of-nowhere Pennsylvania, where we reenacted the paper lantern scene in Tangled with approximately 11,000 other people, the four of us—college friends scattered

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