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I squinted, peering across the beach at the huge stretch of sand that met an endless ocean. Space. A lot of space. “Wait right here,” my friend, Rob said as he set down a large audio speaker next to me…
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“There’s something about string patio lights,” I idly thought. Something about the way they criss-crossed over the space like glass stars. And strange how a larger bulb transformed Christmas lights from slightly shitty to magical. A beautiful barrier between silhouettes…
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On Tuesday morning at 8:30 a.m. on Day 3 of being 30, I walked down the streets of North Scottsdale in a wet white tee, accidentally exposing a black bralette beneath, as if I was heading to Havasu rather than…
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Sigh (v.): emit a long, deep, audible breath expressing sadness, relief, tiredness, or a similar feeling I can’t stand chronic sighers. More specifically, I am annoyed by the type of people who routinely let out deep sighs while doing mundane…
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They say you never forget your first. And what about the second? A plaid button-down hung loosely over a pair of dark acid wash skinny jeans. His hair was parted to the side for the occasion, and girls swarmed around…
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The carpet does it’s best to hide popcorn kernels that are scattered on the floor. An ounce of wine sits at the bottom of a stemless glass on the coffee table. And there is a Skinny Cow wrapper lying beside…
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iPhone screens illuminated the ground around my wedges as tears rolled down my cheeks: “My phone was just here a minute ago! Why does California hate me?” The Bungalow search crew included my girl friend, a middle-aged Australian who offended…
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“I want to make a toast,” Megan announced to the party as she held up her glass. “To Annie.” Oh no. I quickly reached for the bottle of sparkling wine that sat on our kitchen counter along with an assortment…
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“Honestly, I don’t remember what honest signals are,” I confessed to Neal on a follow-up call regarding our boozy conversation. “No, actually… I don’t even remember talking about honest signals.” Chubby Noodle’s menu makes it clear that bottomless pear mimosas…
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It’s embarrassing to admit, but I’ve given myself canker sores from eating too much candy before. I’m not sure if I will ever outgrow malt balls, Swedish Fish and root beer gummies. Bumbling and Tindering in the Los Angeles area…
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