Why I’ll Never Be “The Guy Who Always Wears X” (And You Shouldn’t Either)
Last week I was at this coffee shop in Southeast Portland and this guy walks in wearing samurai armour. Like, actual armour. Plates for shoulders and arms and… okay, maybe…
Last week I was at this coffee shop in Southeast Portland and this guy walks in wearing samurai armour. Like, actual armour. Plates for shoulders and arms and… okay, maybe…
Last summer, I made the mistake of RSVPing yes to invitations to three separate garden parties across one weekend. One blustery Sunday night, I found myself regretting each life decision…
Fair warning. This blog post is about to grandpa-ify you. When my grandfather passed away last October I found myself thinking about him a lot. Sure, the usual times when…
You ever open your closet and look at all your clothes and think you have nothing to wear? I used to live in that headspace. Filled my closet up with…
Two in the morning on a Tuesday. Netflix asks if you’re still watching. You click “yes” aggressively because your eyes are bloodshot and you’ve been up for hours mindlessly bingeing…
You remember that day? Last August. Twenty-six degrees and absolutely no clouds in the sky. Beer garden day. The day where suddenly half your Facebook feed is inexplicably full of…
Last Tuesday, I was waiting in line at Jackson’s school pickup. I was scrolling Instagram when Mike from the parent teacher association walked past in what was undoubtedly a $200…
I was sitting at a coffee shop Lincoln Park last Tuesday. It was supposed to be work sipping cafe au lait and reading campaign briefs, but really I just had…
Ok, let’s be real: it began as a bet. Well, more of a dare really. I was out having dinner with my editor Michael and as you do when you…
The office Christmas party is a kind of temporal torture reserved only for Britain. That strange place in December – sometime between 4pm on a Friday and when your workplace…