Terrace House: The Reality TV Show You Didn’t Know Your Psyche Needed

As a long-time veteran consumer of reality TV – the good, the bad, and the very ugly – I understand the war such entertainment wages on your psyche all too well. The primary appeal of this trashy television genre is that it requires zero effort on the viewer’s end. There’s no witty banter or complicated plot line to follow. There’s just not-so-subtle innuendo, questionable fashion, and best friend betrayal. But if you think this fluff doesn’t leave an impact on you once you stop watching, you’re incorrect.  Continue reading

Life Lessons: Privacy Please

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A few weeks ago an odd occurrence brought me to my elbows, perched in front of Google and primed to ask some questions. I typed, ‘Is my smartphone listening to me all the time?’ followed shortly by ‘Should I convert to asceticism, move to the woods, and bury my iPhone in a shallow and forgotten grave?’. I’ve heard the myths, read the unsubstantiated claims in semi-reputable publications, and delved deep into the extensive reddit threads, but I have never actually thought my phone was eavesdropping on me.  Continue reading

Your True Self(ie)

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The Jekyll and Hyde of the 21st century is not a mad scientist struggling with split-personality disorder, but more likely, a savvy millennial struggling with whether or not they should post something online. I often feel that there’s an inner battle taking place in my psyche — between the part of me that strives to be an enigma, and the other, that’s cool with oversharing even if it’s TMI. The past few months have been justifiably hard for me, and during that time, I felt this uncomfortable disconnect on the regular. This feeling of wanting to share what was going on through a photo, or post, but finding that my finger stalled as soon as I actually had to click ‘share’. Continue reading

Where Is Your Safe Place?

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To be displaced is to be moved or removed from a usual position. To me, this can mean many things. It can mean physically being removed from your home for whatever reason. It can mean you were replaced with someone else. Or it can be a displacement that occurs in your psyche. No matter the cause or condition, displacement is unsettling. I have recently undergone all manners of displacement and can attest to its unpleasantness. When the rug is pulled out from under you, and your world is turned upside down, no matter the displacement, you must seek a place of comfort. Continue reading

Greetings from the Unknown

unknownheader-e1467041729669As a society, we can’t help but have a fascination with the unknown; it’s human nature to want to be able to answer questions we don’t (or won’t) have the answers to, and use every tool at our disposal to break down those walls and remove any uncertainty. Spoiler Alert: I don’t profess to know what the hell I’m talking about, but if I were to hazard a guess, perhaps it’s because the unknown scares us – it takes away that sense of control we so love, and leaves us at the whim of the forces of nature. Whether it’s pondering the ever-expanding universe or why your newest crush has yet to text you back, the unknown always has the one up. While I’m currently burdened with many unknowns, the one that is burdening me most is, cancer. Continue reading

The Power of Glitter

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Deep down and #nofilter, I definitely shine bright like a diamond. However, upon first glance or even after our first handful of encounters, this diamond status may not necessarily be apparent. My shiny brightness doesn’t always make itself known – even if I want (or need) it to. I guess you could say I’m an introvert whose eccentricities are sometimes muffled by occasional social anxieties. I have witty things to say, but can’t always get them out. I have bold opinions, but I may not be able to express them in more than a whisper. I have big ideas, but they may sit on a shelf, at the back of my mind, collecting dust until I’m in the right mood. Continue reading

Style Guide: The Choker

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An air of nostalgia? A good dose of edge? Yet, still overall chic? Not always an easy order to fill. In fact, achieving the perfect balance of all three components is quite tricky and surely would take a good amount of time spent standing in front of your wardrobe and praying you have A Beautiful Mind moment – when the right combination just jumps out at you. Or – you could make things real easy for yourself and just start wearing chokers. A choker may in fact be the most perfect accessory (though not for the faint of heart). Not only does it instantly take your look to je ne sais quoi level, but it ensures your status as one sophisticated, bad ass bitch.  Continue reading