Ilana's biggest weakness is that she always loses her purse, but her biggest strength is that she always finds it again.
Unless you're Elsa from Frozen, winter is the actual worst.
If anyone knows that unpaid internships can be a serious drag, it’s me. As a college student I commuted four ...
Socializing will start to feel like boarding Noah's Ark because almost everyone will have be paired off for just about everything.
Grad school is expensive, stressful, time-consuming, super hard and, in most cases, not 100% necessary.
Job hunting sucks. It’s time consuming, frustrating and when it doesn’t go smoothly, it can make you seriously doubt yourself...
Leaving college and entering the real world is scary.
Surprise, surprise -- there's actually an upside to this awful weather.
When I was in college I thought dating - the kind you read about in women's magazines or see in movies - seemed incredibly glamorous. The truth? More often than not, it's just awkward.
Both rush and networking can be kind of the worst, but it's what they lead to that matters.
Spring semester might start out with a flurry of snowflakes and hibernating in your dorm room with Netflix, but it quickly becomes the best semester ever.
Wine comes in bottles apparently? Franzia is frowned upon?
This birthday biddie was charged $362 for a 20 minute ride, so, she did what any good millennial would do, and crowdsourced it.
DO drink more water than you think you need, or want. Just keep chugging.
These are the unlikely cities more and more college grads are choosing.
Sometimes, you’re the person stepping on that satisfying, crunchy fall leaf. Sometimes, you’re the crunchy leaf. That’s life, I’ve decided...
I learned a lot of things in college about my looming professional life. Dress nicely, own a pencil skirt, don’t wear open-toed shoes, have a firm handshake, stop drinking so much on Thursdays, dye your hair every once in a while, write ‘thank you’ letters, have a unique and buttoned-up resume. BLAH.
When I was 18, I had totally different expectations for myself at 27. Then again, I drank cheap vodka and didn't wear sunscreen at 18, so I was a dumb idiot.
Everyone knows that fraternity boys are basically babies.
In New York, I decided I hate materialistic people, people in general (most of the time), staying out too late, spending $20 to get into a club, the hierarchy of Le Bain on a Saturday night, how frumpy/clumsy NYC makes me feel and how I feel constantly overwhelmed and on sensory-overload.
My name is J and I’m an online shopaholic. I love the mall. Actually no, I love shopping. I...
There are few shames more mildly embarrassing, moderately irritating, and sadly prevalent in today's day and age than the shame that is moving back in with your parents, post-college.
I have fully accepted and embraced my basic bitch-ness which means, yes, I totally have a Pinterest wedding board. How else will I remind my 25 year old self that I wanted either a glamorous black-tie affair OR a cool vintage-inspired wedding at a barn. I mean, Pinterest basically made barn weddings cool.
These are the things that matter to me: experiencing things, going on a random adventure and taking big moments and turning them into whimsical memories.
What happens after this year, when you’re in the real world, and you can’t quite party 4 nights a week, and you have to pay bills, and all those years of people asking what you want to be when you grow up become actual in your face real life issues?
I can’t believe I “try” and give you all advice every week in these Twenty-Something Rules articles. I’m kind of a moron sometimes, and I definitely go to my mother once a week crying about how stupid I am for saying something ridiculous or for being overly dramatic.
I had an interesting week. AKA, I cried into a Strawberry Shortcake Popsicle in the broad daylight of my apartment on a weekday. It’s whatever.
Funny story: Last weekend, my best girlfriend, boyfriend and his best guy friend decided it would be a SUPER cool idea to break into a pool. Like my public apartment outdoor pool that locks at 9:30pm.
I can't sleep in, I can't just blow off responsibilities, and I can't spend days binge-watching TV anymore. I don't feel like an adult yet, but I'm in an adult world. I don't know if I'm ready.
While Southern Hospitality is great and all, I think the Midwest happens to be the friendliest section of the United States. I got to thinking of things that only midwesterners know to be true and I came up with a list that perfectly encompasses the friendly people, big cities and wide open spaces.
I am willing to bet $100 you are actively worrying about something right now. And I will bet $100 more dollars what you’re worrying about is not worth it.
When I was in fifth grade, I thought 27 was ANCIENT. When I was with my boyfriend’s little cousin the other week, she said 27 was old; her teacher is 27.
I was listening to Pandora on a long walk yesterday and a Rascal Flatts song came on called 'Things That Matter, Things That Don’t.' Despite its in-depth cheesiness and the fact I was getting my period that day, it rang so true in my mind. Let’s reflect.
