Relationships (In Theory)
Relationships (in theory) Written By Lindsay Gould College is this odd middle ground where nothing feels fully permanent, yet everything feels strangely significant. We’re surrounded by hundreds of people our…
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Prepping For a New Day
Throughout this season’s Spring/Summer shows, you’d be hard- pressed to ignore a profusion of blazers, collared shirts, ties, and still more ties. Increasingly, fashion weeks have looked more like a cross between yacht-club and fraternity…
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The Skeleton Dance
It is Halloween, and I am six years old. Mrs. Dufault turns the lights out and starts the projector. I sit ensconced in darkness as she opens YouTube and pulls up a song about the human body. A fleet of animated skeletons begins dancing on the screen. Dem bones, dem bones, dem dancing bones doin’ the skeleton dance…
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Weird Autumn
We are now in the midst of autumn, and in my opinion, it couldn’t feel less like it. Instead of the changing leaves and the chill in the air bringing me the comfort and coziness it once did, it’s a reminder that time is continuing to march on. Each browning leaf that falls serves as a reminder that my time as a college student is almost up, and only the unknown stands before me…
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Fool’s Gold
Fool’s Gold “Fool’s Gold” reflects ancient depictions of girlhood, taking inspiration from the nine muses of Greek mythology and building upon their identities as women. While Mount Olympus is wrapped…
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When Harry Met Kombucha
Modern romance has a new aisle: it’s not Tinder, the window table of a coffee shop, or trivia night at your local bar three margaritas in, but an upscale grocery store where, alongside $34 sea moss gummies, love is now something you can shop for…
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At Seven Years Old
It was all swingsets with friends and watching Hannah Montana on VHS tapes. It was shrieking on playgrounds and switching schools again and again and again. It was loving classrooms more than the apartment my family shared. It was recess with teachers, and wearing a bright purple leopard print outfit on the first day of third grade because of an obsession with the eighties.
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The Lost Art of Imperfection: Modification of The Mouth
In 7th grade, I got braces put on and for each and every following day, I pulled my lips back to inspect my changing mouth in the mirror. Huffs of my breath fogging the glass as I searched for something I never found: a perfect smile…
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Supernova
Supernova Around the world, Los Angeles is known as the height of glamour. L.A. is a dark dreamland—it’s surreal, invoking picturesque snapshots of beauty, ageless youth, stardom, riches, and fame….
