She searched and searched for refuge in this Olympics abyss of gross, cellulite-ridden Americans wearing hats and t-shirts and shorts… Read more City of Blight
She searched and searched for refuge in this Olympics abyss of gross, cellulite-ridden Americans wearing hats and t-shirts and shorts… Read more City of Blight
When he said he would “fly me to the moon,” I thought he was speaking metaphorically. Instead, he meant that… Read more So Much For Being Flown to the Moon
After the cameras went up en masse seemingly overnight, it was time to forge a new plan for how to… Read more How I Plan to Walk Around in Paris From Now On
Wren stands in front of the menu for what feels like twenty minutes. Like the tourists (though she isn’t one)… Read more Gourmand Goldilocks
Some people might find it jarring. The sight of so many marooned underneath awnings at the height of a torrential… Read more Raintrap
Something about the hotel bore a strange familiarity to her. She couldn’t quite place it for the longest time. But… Read more A Rightful Sense of Déjà Vu
The news reported that it was “spontaneous,” of course. “Just one of those inexplicable things.” They didn’t know the truth.… Read more Le Moulin Dénudé
“Bollocks to Brexit.” That’s what his t-shirt reads as he traipses through the sixteenth arrondissement in combat boots and a… Read more Bollocks to Brexit
Ever feel like one minute you’re a fully functioning human being and the next you’re fat? Like it happens overnight… Read more Elevator Going Down (And Taking Your Self-Esteem With It)
Leave it to Americans to make everywhere they go just as colorless and depressing as America. That’s why Paris had… Read more Star-Spangled Chaff