I’m going to intern as a digital strategist in Amsterdam for 7 months!
How on Earth do you deal with this?
Just some of my portfolio illustrations
So one of the few fun things going on at school is that a friend and I are working on launching her hair care brand as a school project/portfolio project. Part of that is doing some kind of primary research, and we have an exciting (okay, not really) Google survey about hair washing habits.
Hi GT, long time no see. Lots of crazy stuff going on (per usual) but I am FURIOUS at how someone could write a takedown of the most Jewish show I’ve seen in years without mentioning the word “Jewish” or mentioning the other heroine of the show, a gender non-conforming woman.
There’s lots of things to talk about — some…
This will come down in a few days because it could be doxxing. Content warning for rape, institutional fuckery, and everything related.
This is my everyday reality. So while I thank god that the Manic Pixie Dream Girl exists as a trope so I can just look “quirky” in everyday life, it’s still so much effort to be normal-ish every day. And people tell me to be more of myself — but I don’t think they understand how many years of rejection, brutal…
I’ve had a crap day (my mom’s a mess again, and I reported one of my classmates for being super creepy to girls in the class AND THEN he made insensitive Anne Frank jokes plus wanted to goysplain how ~that wasn’t his intention~ and I was ready to murder him) and I’ll be spending Valentine’s Day alone, but I wanted to…
Hi! Long time no post!
GT, I just spoke with my mom’s doctor. He thinks she shouldn’t be living alone and probably has dementia. She’s only 60.
And I don’t know how to deal with it.
So after my colossally disastrous breakup (after an 8 year relationship) and crazy ex roommate, I’ve decided to dip my toes in the dating pool. The thing is... I have no idea what I’m doing. I’m 29, I’ve met all of my boyfriends online (via shared interests back when online dating was weird) except for one in high…
Okay Dagny, here’s the deal because I cannot handle any more of this. Last night not only did you scream at me in front of Micke (about how selfish I am and how I don’t respect other people’s lives because I was having a friend over to help me pack) , but you also left your hair straightener on on the wooden floor.…
I’ve really been meaning to get up the energy to update you guys, but with working a lot and the fact that my living situation has been... well, crap. I haven’t had the energy because I’m always stressed.
Some of you probably remember me talking about how difficult my relationship with Guyden was. Well, he broke up with me — on New Years Eve, after a party. We went to couple’s therapy afterwards to figure things out and I kind of understand what happened, but at the same time... I am hurting and miss him all the time.
Anyone feel like hanging out, drinking (or not!) and making terrible jokes?