She’s Traveling the World for a Year to Make Art
"Just go around us!" I motioned to the driver of the Hyundai Sonata who was visibly pissed as Caroline leaned against her car, and my camera hung from my neck. Reluctantly he squeezed by so we could resume our 9 a.m. impromptu photo shoot in the alleyway next to my parking garage, just to the right of the dumpster.
Perhaps I should have been on my way to work instead of blocking traffic. Maybe Caroline’s hair should have had time to dry. And possibly we should have planned the photos ...
Doing Something Bigger Than Yourself
A lot of what motivates me is that I feel really fortunate to have been born in America and to have this huge, big family who loves me to death no matter what and that if I can do the smallest little thing to pay back my country and that my family sleeps well every night and has nothing to be scared of... If I can just play a small role in that, I want to do it.
- Megan
Nearly every evening she walks through the front door of our apartment in her work boots and Navy flight jumpsuit ...
Why She Quit Her Job and Traveled the World
“The key?” Christina said, holding a comb in the air. A group of Arizona State sorority sisters huddled around our pretty blonde Social Chair while preparing for a party. I anxiously anticipated Christina’s next words as if they were the formula to a 1.5” thigh gap.
“The lift.” With wide eyes we watched as she aptly teased our friend’s hair, pulled a straight section over it and then lifted the hair below with the end of the comb as if fluffing a couch pillow.
The final ...
How to F*@king Go For It
“I always imagined that you would paint it pink with zebra stripes for some reason,” Jessie said over the phone as she prepared to go to our 10 year high school reunion. Though I was camped out at a coffee shop across the country, the conversation took me back to those high school hallways where two friends dreamt of their future a decade ago. Someday, when we grew up, she would own a flower shop, and I would paint it for her.
At 3201 Cherokee Street in St. Louis stands a flower shop ...
Why Every Girl Should Try Crossfit
"On Saturday morning me and my roommate woke up hungover but forced ourselves to go to the gym to prove that we could lift as much as you girls," my athletic 26 year old brother told me after attending the video shoot featuring girls from my Crossfit gym.
"We were pretty nervous we couldn't clean as much." He wasn't talking about dishes and dirty laundry.
The weekend before he watched as 115 lb girls easily power cleaned 115 lbs shortly after unfastening their high heels and ...
Why You Should Move to New York
“Let’s watch the sunrise on the rooftop,” Jordan said as we emerged from a warehouse building in Williamsburg in the early morning after a long evening of drinks followed by dancing to underground DJ’s. In a few hours we would find ourselves brunching over Bloody Mary’s before she called me an Uber into the city. Welcome to New York indeed.
At ASU Jordan Furbee was the girl whose name you would never forget. Like a furbee doll, her bright eyes were accompanied by a you're-so-...
Girl Crush: Caroline the Collage Artist
While riding on a brilliant butterfly across the sky, I hop on a rainbow and slide down to a pastel-colored cloud filled with flowers. Landing in the middle of a soft sunflower, I feel the warm sun on my cheeks and cuddle up next to a lion lying nearby, running my fingers through his fur. We’re the same size.
Some may assume this is a bad acid trip, but for me, it’s simply savasana at the end of a long - and totally sober - yoga sesh. Several years ago, an instructor encouraged the class ...
Hamstrings Can Be Hot
“She has my dress!” I exclaimed as I stared down the bleachers at my Homecoming Dance crowning ceremony junior year of high school. She would. Staring at Alli’s matching Bebe flapper-style dress, I instantly imagined us going head-to-head on Fashion Police’s “Who Wore It Best?” My immature Mean Girl-self smugly thought, “She might win every track, basketball and volleyball game, but I win this one, Alli Alberts” as I stood there in my strappy heels, brass bangles and bronzer ...
