People love saying it. Older adults, on hearing that you’ve just moved into the dorms or pledged a sorority will smile warmly at you, getting this faraway, dreamy look in their eyes.
Many commenters, including The Guardian’s Barbara Ellen, have wondered if the reactions would’ve been the same if Lebeouf were a woman. Yet because there are so few examples of men engaging in this type of dance in popular music (are there any?), it’s impossible to say.
By definition, not everyone can be exceptional.
You were already setting aside Jan. 12th for the premiere of GIRLS Season 3. Rather than huddle over your laptop in solitude, invite some friends over and play this game during the show.
You may dream of someday living in New York City. And who can blame you? Every other show on TV depicts some glittery skyline filled with slick executives and endless brunch.
Often in my daily life, I find myself measuring my choices against a sort of imagined ‘maturity metric.’ Whether it’s drinking orange juice out of a carton, or wearing shoes with a hole on the heel, or staying up until…
I read a very popular article the other day that talked about positive things we all do – a typical “self help” piece, you could say.
I was hanging out with a friend recently (let’s call him James) when we passed a cheapish department store.
It’s easy to get caught up in the idea of “identities.” We are “Introverts” and “Single Girls,” “Twenty-Somethings” and “Hopeless Romantics.” We are Carries, and Charlottes, some of us even Samanthas.
As I get older, many people have confessed to me that they feel a certain anxiety about what it means to mature.