smart is a social construct

Welcome to Vassar! This is just like the scene at the beginning of Center Stage when Sandy Cohen tells the new ballerinas and Sergei that though they may have been the best dancers in Podunk, Nofreakingwhere, they aren’t fit to bring Cooper Nielsen cookies for next time here in New York. It’s like this: I…More

men and the women who love them

Types of men I am apparently, inexplicably, attracted to: occasionally effeminate yet decidedly straight graduates of all-male Catholic high schools the friends and roommates of men I have already been linked with my hotter housemate’s sloppy seconds those who make intelligent comments in class, no matter how much of a public scourge they are Type…More

“Can I buy you an orange juice?”

Last night, I took my friend (and schoolmate since 2004!) out for her 21st birthday. We went to Blush at Wynn, which is a lovely club with really exciting lights that flash in time to the music AND aren’t strobe lights. (Strobe lights at clubs, as I’ve learned over the six months since my 21st…More