If you follow me on the socials, you might know that I wrote a piece for The Cut’s I Think About This A Lot column about a pivotal moment in early aughts pop culture: Ally Hilfiger’s burrito breakdown on MTV’s Rich Girls. Basically there are two people in this world: Those who have watched Rich Girls and those who have not. Over the years I have met kindred spirits who were obsessed with the show and lamented that the only way…
Now, I love a taco, but my absolute favorite type includes potato and cheese inside of a crispy, crunchy shell. Whenever I go to a Mexican restaurant and see a potato taco on the menu, I must have it. It is my duty. Perhaps that is the Irish in me. (Sidebar, thanks to an Ancestry.com DNA test, I recently learned I was 10% Irish, much to my dismay. Not that I’m against being Irish, but all my life I thought…
My dearest Tampon Princesses, I feel compelled to tell you a tale from my past, which involves a sordid history with the vegetable known as corn. It all began in high school at a carnival booth where my drill team had to sell corn to fairgoers in order to raise money. A friend and I were working the booth alone and thought it was HILARIOUS that we had to sell these phallic cobs. Ahh, such simple, stupid humor back then. Anyway, somehow…