At some point, at least once, a black person will hear: “Wow, your hair is sooooo cool! Can I touch it??” Like, I know that my hair is a site of unbridled fascination and holds many secrets, but unless you’re going to give me something of yours to touch in return, I’m thinking no.
I kind of die every time I watch that scene on Sex and the City where Miranda learns how to talk dirty in the bedroom.
The most surprising thing about Richmond (the former capital of the Confederacy!) is that demographically, Richmond (“RVA”) is exactly like North Brooklyn. The city is trying to re-brand itself as a creative center for young people with big ideas.
One of my friends describes Berlin as “East East Bushwick” so that should tell you something.
The thing about Ke$ha is that she’s kind of a hot mess. We expect our pop stars to be perfectly prim, coiffed, blonde, and dressed to the nines. But this is what makes someone like Ke$ha so interesting: she gives us trash instead of glamour, semen instead of glitter, and dirt in lieu of makeup.
Taste in music isn’t just about listening to what we like — it’s another way of showing people what subcultural groups we do or don’t belong to. When people find out I like Yanni (yes, Yanni!), I feel like it jacks up my street cred.
The real issue about a co-worker hitting you up on Grindr, aside from the awkwardness that will inevitably result, is when does a simple text message or D pic become sexual harassment?
“Open relationships should always come from a place of, we’re young, we’re hot, let’s just experience stuff. I honestly think that once my partner starts telling me about people he’s hooking up with it’ll be like a fun thing we can kiki about, like we’re best friends.”
Why do we feel the need to be friends with or make total enemies of our lovers as soon as we break up?
The best thing about fall is hands down all the new records and bands that show up on the pop culture radar. So who should you be listening to this season?