Stephanie Georgopulos

“I work in marketing and it’s taking over my life, I don’t know how turn it off, seriously, someone send help.”

“Of course I didn’t notice that you resemble the Elephant Man in my profile picture; I was distracted by how thin I look.”

Does the shirt cover four inches of crotch/thigh area, AT LEAST? Are the leggings somehow embellished to make them more “pant-like”?

I know you must get that a lot, and on good days you probably let it slide. You think, “We’re happy and that’s all that matters,” you think, “Some people are just ignorant, but that’s not our problem.”

Endured the company of terrible people without throwing my drink on them.

Even though Spotify was straight player hating this week (Five Total songs? One Aaliyah album? RLY?), I think you’ll enjoy it just the same.

I got emotional compiling this week’s playlist (I know, right? Me, emotional? What are the odds?)

Specifically, it contains a ton of 80s new wave and that 90s dance music we interchangeably refer to as trance, techno, club, and house because it seems impossible to discern what the difference between them is.

Of course, there are multiple covers of the same song. There’s like six “Hallelujahs” up in there (okay — there are three, and the one by Brandi Carlisle is really worth a listen).

What the hell am I supposed to say to a story about someone I don’t know? “Ooh, Karen is moving to Chicago? That’s so… Karen of her!”

Getting burned by the person you’re dating sucks, but your consolation prize is free license to OD on angry chick music for the next 6-8… years.

After getting all cotton candy on y’all last week with the boy band business, I figured this week’s playlist should go a bit harder.