Randy from Baton Rouge Randy from Baton Rouge who was a great dancer not so great kisser took me to the Propaganda concert Fall semester which I thought was a date but asked me after to reimburse him for the ticket not that I would have minded if the evening had been prefaced by this... Continue Reading →
Monday Morning Music: Wolf Alice
It's the little things, you know? Like finding real (not UHT) cream in the grocery store, on sale. Or the smile on EO's face after she touches the wall and sees her time in the 100fly. Or the fact that YO will still hold my hand. This week I'm adding to that list the fricking... Continue Reading →
Monday Morning Music – Zero 7
The other day I saw a double-decker-bus-sized ad celebrating the 20th anniversary of the Baby G watch and I thought: the '90s are truly back. Pop culture has been flirting with a '90s revival since last year, celebrating all things flannel and scrunchie, grunge and hip-hop. So in the middle of renewed interest in Nine... Continue Reading →
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