• NYE In Vegas: Pay Way Too Much Money To Party Near Celebs

    NYE In Vegas: Pay Way Too Much Money To Party Near Celebs

    If you think your NYE outfit, alcohol supply and approximate cab fare combine to cost a pretty penny, just be glad you aren’t greeting 2012 from a nightclub in Vegas. It might sound fun at first: there’s a ton of options, the venues are gorgeous, and you can simply walk back to your hotel room whenever you’re ready to change outfits in time for breakfast, right?

  • The Morning After: (Really) Public Displays of Affection

    The Morning After: (Really) Public Displays of Affection

    Last weekend I went to my friend’s birthday at one of those exclusive NYC clubs where you can’t get in if you’re not on a list. My friends and I got decked out for a big night on the town, which meant I put on a really short dress, slipped on my big practically-unwalkable heels, and shaved my legs.

  • Single. And Re-thinking My Game Plan

    Single. And Re-thinking My Game Plan

    Beyond all the slot machines, free booze and horny people everywhere, Las Vegas is like single life grown in a petri dish; it’s bigger and more rampant, and it lets you observe some things. And somewhere along the way it hit me: the giant singles meat market that is Las Vegas is not too far off from the giant singles meat market that is my life in Chicago.

  • Why You Should…Be Naked

    Why You Should…Be Naked

    I love clothes. I have a closet full (or three). My love borders on an unhealthy addiction (so says my parents and the credit card company, but bah!), however…I also love being naked. No, that does not mean I love being naked with other naked people. I like being naked by myself. Just watching TV or reading a book or, even better, taking a nap.

  • The Morning After: Blinded By Lust

    The Morning After: Blinded By Lust

    We’ve all seen how boys act when they want to make out with you at a club. First, they come up behind you and begin to dance. Maybe you introduce yourselves, maybe you don’t. If they are a good dancer, you continue dancing, and if they suck, you text your friend that you have to go to the bathroom and she comes and pretends that she has to use the facilities at this exact second.

  • College Candy’s Junior Year (…of High School) Playlist

    College Candy’s Junior Year (…of High School) Playlist

    Ah, junior year. I remember it like it was yesterday. Actually, the amount of alcohol I’v…

  • An Introvert’s Guide to a Saturday Night in

    An Introvert’s Guide to a Saturday Night in

    Confession time: I’m an introvert. It goes deep. I can’t stand parties. Gatherings of more than…

  • Is It Possible to Have Too Many Friends?

    Is It Possible to Have Too Many Friends?

    My phone is ringing. Again. And again. And again. At 4 a.m. my ex calls, just to shoot the breeze. I…

  • I’m Home! …Now What?

    I’m Home! …Now What?

    The few days or weeks after finals can be such a relief from those seven or ten days of straight str…

  • These Shoes are Made for Driving.

    These Shoes are Made for Driving.

    The true college experience demands bar hopping or clubbing with a pair of incredibly adorable…