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If Tinder is The Bachelor then Bumble is The Bachelorette: newer, better and puts the girls in charge. Until we shut down and realize it’s really all the same. This year’s latest DIY costume pays homage to the app that has…
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There was the ill-fitting, dad-like white Polo shirt. And there was the Coors Light. As I approached the dimly lit high table at the back of Wired Willy’s in Fort Worth, Texas, my attention ping ponged between the two of…
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“I need savory!” I thought as I dumped canned tomato sauce with processed Parmesan cheese on top of Jason Sani’s perfectly healthy waffle recipe. I’m the type of person who can eat the same thing for weeks so when I…
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“I feel like that’s a lot of alcohol…” I said as I watched my Aunt Rosie pour two frozen lemonade cans-worth of Maker’s Mark into the glass jar. “It’s a party starter!” she replied. “It’s going to be a day…
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“How many back squats does it take to make it to the top of the hill? I wondered as my pink Paul Frank beach cruiser crept up East Broadway Street and boob sweat pooled. Between heavy breaths I planned weighted…
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Minted’s “Keys, Wallet, Phone” gold-foiled print couldn’t have arrived at a better time. After a week of business travel to Texas accompanied by BBQ and wings, I was ready for a uniquely-LA, pseudo-hipster, cheap-but-amazing type of weekend. Before running down to meet…
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This was the first year that my old school Easter lamb cake has made it to the office with its head still intact. And my Grandma would be proud. While some people received jewelry, others furniture, and my brother her…
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Lyle the Leprechaun visited my brother and I every year. On March 17th I would wake up with a small jar of green glitter sitting next to my bed with a note from him saying, “Happy St. Patrick’s Day.” This…
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For the past 15 years of my life I’ve consistently run as part of my fitness routine. Until the last year of my life. This is what my friend and I established over FaceTime a couple weeks ago when I updated…
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In the summer of 1985 a young man lounged poolside at the DoubleTree Resort in Scottsdale, Arizona. His shorts were inches from his waistline, but he had nothing to hide. The Newport Beach tennis courts provided just enough of a…
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