Relax, kid.

I just want to be eating baguettes in France again.

A woman in the new age; confused, lonely, independent, and completely unabridged.

I am apparently the dummy in question.

I promise I will stop writing so much about Chicago—but hear me out.

LA does chew you up and spit you out, but lucky for me, I'm a masochist. Year one, check.

A digital little black book ;)

Job interviews are exactly like speed dating.

Yeah, turns out it's frustration.

Maybe casual isn't fun? Maybe I want something serious. Maybe I'm just frustrated.

Roadtrip up the coast.

My apartment flooded and I broke my lease...

Self-imposed uncertainty and doubt cause an absurd amount of stress.

I finally left home.

This year was goddamn hard but I'm getting out of here.

Okay, so it turns out, being the dumper feels good initially and then the doubt settles in. I did the right thing but I'm still jaded.

My headphones never come off. Car problems suck. I dumped my ex.

Well, it turns out that shyness is holding me back. Time to kill it—or at least reason with it.

I know the extrovert is in there somewhere. Why she's shy, I don't know.

The lack of diversity in entertainment, supported by the Annenberg Inclusion Initiative's extensive research.

Eating disorders, curiosity surrounding sobriety, relapsing, and the fucking terrible state of the world.

Fantastically written female characters make all the difference.

I think I have undiagnosed ADHD.

Why does daylight savings even exist?

Being awful is an accomplishment.

Elena takes on Photoshop.

Hint: it's not for the reason you think.

A rundown on Hollywood's favorite bad-boy heavy metalists.

Inspired by the contemporary style of Takashi Murakami, by appointment only.

The star's rise to fame and upcoming 2021 North American tour.

Led by Brittany Grooms, Rich Leist & Cesar Rocha.