There’s something so inherently romantic about going to a cocktail bar. It might be that I wear glitter on nights out or that I’m from a town so small, the idea of a cocktail bar felt fancy and impossible for most of my developmental years. It might also be that I just really enjoy gin. … Read more
At the beginning of my college career, I worked at a Dunkin Donuts near the Mag Mile in Chicago. This job was great in the way that I got offered it as soon as I interviewed, my manager and coworkers were kind to me, and we were allowed all the free coffee we wanted. (It … Read more
The very first thing my roommate or I do when celebrating something — a raise at work, a great thrifted find, a new episode of Survivor that Jeff promos as unbelievable on his Twitter — is order sushi. It’s not even a question in my house anymore. Just one of us lingering in the doorway, … Read more
Does anyone else eat leftover pizza for breakfast, or is that just me? My husband might judge me when I go straight for the pizza box instead of the cereal box, but I don’t care. I could easily eat pizza for three meals a day and never get sick of it. Thankfully, St. Louis is … Read more
There’s something about an Irish Pub that just feels cozier than a regular Midwestern dive bar. Don’t get me wrong, I love to sit in a corner booth of a place that smells like cigarette smoke from decades past. I’m a Missourian, after all. But I have been known to find myself drawn to a … Read more
I’ve been thrift shopping since I was 10 years old. Seriously. I’ve thrifted cross-country and even around the world! I wish I could pretend it’s just a hobby, but at this point it’s becoming more like a way of life. With all this in mind, I think it’s fair to say I’m a little bit … Read more