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ALMOND MILK: AN UPDATE I am an almond-milk drinker. I am twenty something years old. I am an LA girl. I live in Silverlake. Actually,…
Read onALMOND MILK: AN UPDATE I am an almond-milk drinker. I am twenty something years old. I am an LA girl. I live in Silverlake. Actually,…
Read onTWITTER has long been maligned as the death of the written word. The Tower of London during Henry VIII’s reign, but for the English language. Off…
Read onTHEY SAY that laughter is the best medicine; that laughter is the cure for grief. And on the worst of days, when everything that could…
Read onIN FIRST GRADE grade I had a best friend named Krista. Her mom was the PE teacher and she had legs like spaghetti noodles that tapered off…
Read onACTRESS JELENA NIK has added a new special skill to her resume: high-end jewelry designer. Despite her success appearing on some small show that no…
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Read onAN ETHEREAL wisp of patchouli laced with cotton candy, she rides a motor-scooter and wears a beanie with knitted cat ears over her bangs. She is…
Read onVICES BY THEIR very definition are “serious moral failings” or, if you’re taking a harder slant, “wicked or evil conduct.” The nature of a vice…
Read onI HAVE come to the realization that using the word “hell” in relation to “Los Angeles” is thematic in most of my writing as of late.…
Read onThere’s some piano, indicating that serious stuff is ahead. And a mousy girl from the newspaper. Who is wearing your great aunt Margaret’s shirt. Except…
Read onAH, ROMANCE. That nebulous feeling fed by candle-lit dinners, flowers, chocolate, quirky surprises and a sense of playful spontaneity that appears fresh and inventive, yet…
Read onTHE FOLLOWING is a totally fictionalized, though potentially real, account of Leonardo DiCaprio talking smack on everyone’s favorite dad, husband, talk show host, oh and movie…
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