I was recently scrolling through Facebook, late one hungover morning, when I noticed that one of the highest trending topics of the day was ChloĂ« Sevigny saying that Jennifer Lawrence was âannoyingâ and âtoo crass.â Looking more into this apparently breaking news, I found that it was a two-second blip in an interview, wherein she was talking about the marketing of movie stars.
There comes a point in every Other Press Editor-in-Chiefâs career when they get a little bit burnt out and exhausted, and the weekly writing of a 500-or-so-word Lettitor becomes increasingly daunting. I feel I reached that point months ago, and have attempted to truck along as though I have all the inspo in the world.
Over the last few years, Iâve had a relationship with food that seems perpetually in flux. When I was 17, I became a pescatarian because I read it was more environmentally friendly to not eat meat. Indeed, in Eating Animals, Jonathan Safran Foer notes that factory farming is more detrimental to the environment than driving
Following the viral story about a girl whose sleepwalking led to consuming all her roommatesâ food, an increasing number of roommates have been self-diagnosed with sleepwalking. Their destructive behaviour has varied widely, from eating everything, to borrowing without asking, stealing without asking, and using up the toilet paper and then forgetting to buy more.
Itâs been six months that weâve been together, and I never knew how cared for and carefree I could be until you entered my life. It was difficult and even uncomfortable at first. I was nervous, palms sweaty, knees weak, arms heavy, but I knew that it was rightâor at least, that I would never find out if it was right unless I gave it a shot.
Love is possibly amongst the most difficult sentiments to articulate, and yet one of the most ardently, passionately, and profusely expressed. In trying to communicate our love, sometimes the words get tangled up in strong emotions, tripped over as we try to tell how we feel.
I had some trouble coming up with what to write about for this Lettitor, to be honest. I briefly considered writing about da bae, but I empathize with those who would find a 600-word piece on my happiness sickeningly saccharine. Letâs be honest, Valentineâs Day is among the most overwhelmingly caloric of all the sweet holidays, and I think I would blush with embarrassment if I spent editorial space on giving people cavities.
Nudity is, paradoxically, both emblematic of strength and of vulnerability. Daenerys Targaryen, (spoilers!) emerging from the ashes of her husbandâs ritual cremation with dragon triplets, represents strength
I recently had to fill out a sheet, outlining my plans and goals for the next two yearsâtwo years. I looked down at my next couple years of existence, glossing over birthdays, events, moments of stress and joy, arguments, sweet nothings, and all the rest that makes up the bulk of our lives.
One tipsy night, I got into a conversation with some friends about Pizza Hutâs latest craze, the Doritos Crunchy Crust Pizza. As we sipped wine and munched on our family-pack of Doritos, I came up with the mad scientist idea to DIY this junk-food-paradise creation.
