The Chelsea’s most famous death belongs to Nancy Spungeon, murdered girlfriend of Sid Vicious, but it’s writer and poet Dylan Thomas whose ghost haunts the halls. If you’re staying near Room 206, you might see him too.
Some say Halloween gets less fun as you grow up, but I disagree.
Spanish for “The Crying Woman,” La Llorona is always crying when you see her.
The church was burned down by vandals, but many have claimed there was a large upside-down cross, a mark of Satanism, painted on the front of the building. And underneath the church is where it’s said you can step right down into hell.
I’m good at bad ideas.
You’re still updating your look for a new season, but you’re not following the flock. Trust me, it’s way more fun.
I do not tell him that I feel uncomfortable in my own body, trapped by the breasts and hips and stomach and thighs. He blankets his body with mine. He wouldn’t understand.
It was a traditionalist bone I didn’t know I had. I do not have the New York fight in me; I am soft, farm-raised, a girl who prefers her adventures close to home.
You name it, someone’s slathering it on their face to look younger. Even pee.
My family keeps sending me text messages about how jealous they are that I’m having this fancy time, and I keep reminding them that that’s not how it works.