Into the woods! Into the woods!
It's scientifically proven.
What - you never noticed before?
You go, Amy!
This month, Lisa Belkin, a writer for The New York Times’ Motherlode blog, wrote about her own disbelief and utter shock towards the following message sent by the Sigma Nu fraternity of Duke University: “Hey Ladies, Whether your dressing up as a slutty nurse, a slutty doctor, a slutty schoolgirl or just a slut, we invite you…” Lisa Belkin admitted to being stunned by the message.
No, I’m not talking about moving home with your parents, which I fully support. The New York Times recently published an article about the current trend of parents purchasing shiny new NYC apartments for their kids as a graduation present.
After months of studying and working my post-grad ass off for the LSAT, I finally got my score.
Earlier this week, the New York Times posted one of their chuckle-worthy trend pieces on how the look of Seinfeld icon Elaine Benes is suddenly de rigeur among fashionistas.
I am the perfect product of a 20-something generation. I am 23 years old, I've graduated college, I'm single and I live at home with my parentals (wow, typing it in a sentence just made me realize how pathetic it all sounds). I'm doing a bit of freelance blogging and slowly looking for jobs (by slowly I mean sifting through jobs that don't give me a heartbeat and leaving my energy for the ones I truly love).
There are some things you shouldn't fake but you do anyway. We've all done it. I did it last night. Heavy breathing, a little writhing, a moan or two, and you're got yourself a straight up 'big O.' Hey I just wanted to get some sleep, I was too damn tired for a marathon sex sesh.
Not only does college leave me stumped in my latest lecture, the daily grind leaves me scratching my head as well. Especially when it comes to my questionable relationships with men boys. Countless hours spent over-analyzing his latest text, the way he touched my arm in the bar, and how many days it took him to finally pitch me a Facebook message... It's exhausting.
I know that if I don't clock in at least thirty minutes of cardio per session, I feel like my gym outing has been a waste and a failure. And I'm always hard on myself if I leave without doing crunches, even if I've run a couple of miles. In short -- going to the gym has become about the time clock, but according to a study published in the New York Times, I'm going about things all wrong!