You’re the next best thing. The biggest and brightest. The world leers its ugly, piercing eyes towards you and for a moment, however brief, the stage is yours. You may land the trick, or fall flat on your face, or perhaps stand frozen in the headlights—but, no matter what happens, your moment will pass. Then the world is onto its next unfortunate fad. And you are the old forgotten thing. And no one is anyone.
In the mixed-reviewed documentary Have A Good Trip: Adventures in Psychedelics, celebrities recount their wildest psychedelic experiences—some profound, but most ridiculous. What it fails to mention is the deeply political potential of acid…
I didn’t know my hair was curly until I was seventeen years old. Growing up, my mother did my hair the way she did hers: wash, brush, air dry. That worked well enough, until I started to go through puberty and my hair texture demanded its time in the spotlight…
It’s a strange thing to step into a new country, thousands of miles from home, and find that the soundtrack to your travels sounds an awful lot like your daily walk to class. In a far-too-crowded club in Prague, my friends and I dance to I Love It by Icona Pop, Pitbull’s Hotel Room Service, and American oldies we ourselves
The discussion of nepo babies has been on the rise when it comes to the entertainment industry. Now, whether you like them or not, they are having their own kind of takeover. Just in the past few months, some famously known nepo babies have been in the media. Lily-Rose Depp is a common example since her parents are Johnny Depp and…
The series is 12 books expounding on the profound immorality of such a system, as well as criticizing the defense of “this is how things have always been done.” Hiccup has to fight against the established system of violence not with the iconic Toothless we know and love from the DreamWorks movies, but with an exceptionally disobedient dragon roughly the size of a Jack Russell Terrier…
The term “pride and joy” has been used since the early 1800s when Sir Walter Scott used it in his poetry. These terms have evolved over the years, but I believe queer pride is deeply connected to joy. As a genderqueer person who is pansexual, I have been numbed to the fact that all queer representation in the media is depressing, tragic, and an excuse for representation. The issue can boil down to simple queerbaiting, which is a term for when writers tease, but never actually show, queer representation or joy.
They were never pregnant. They have a miscarrige. They back out at the last minute. They become ill and die. They are forced to continue. They decide adoption would be a better fit. Television will do anything and everything to avoid actually depicting a character actively getting an abortion. Walking right up to the line, or rather the clinic door, before turning around and never discussing it again.
Picture this: a woman in her early 30s, hair in a messy bun that’s one faulty bobby pin away from total collapse. Her mascara slightly smudged from yesterday’s cry session over a tub of ice cream, stumbling into her quaint London flat with an armful of paperwork, and a splash of coffee on her wrinkled white shirt. That, dear reader, is the epitome of “frazzled” in the world of rom-coms.