There's no doubt that Western films, with their tales of fearless cowboys, horse riding and homes on the range, have romanticized the classically American way of life—and for good reason. Not only is landscape
When she tries to remember the feeling, she thinks of Drew*, a grad student with golden hair she dated in her mid-20s. He’d bound down the stairs to her basement apartment carrying tiny chocolate frogs
Evolution has been mostly great for humans. It got us to stand upright, pinch things between our thumbs and forefingers, and develop life-sustaining tools like those scalp massager things you get at the
It’s 7 p.m. on a Friday, and across New York City, happy hours are winding down and group chats are lighting up. Outside the Kings Theatre in Flatbush, Brooklyn, hundreds of young women are standing in
Dear E. Jean: My twin sister is rude, obnoxious, condescending, and uses any opportunity (public or private) to vent about how I've "let her down," never buy her presents, etc. It's embarrassing and hurtful.
I wish we had a husband,” I said to my wife. She was 32 weeks pregnant, and I was carrying the lion’s share of our groceries back to our apartment, three blocks over and one street up. I had surprised
You've defined the relationship—but not much else. With the holiday season coming up, you don't want to scare him off with a gift that screams "it's too soon!," nor should you flippantly throw him a thoughtless
Get ready for a flood of feelings…well, make that a tsunami. July’s emotionally charged eclipses sweep in on the 2nd and 16th, bringing unexpected developments and rapid changes. Deep breaths: Some of
In 2016, Katie* had just started her first clinical rotation for the Yale School of Medicine. For six weeks, she would work in Bridgeport Hospital’s ob-gyn department, during which time she’d be shepherded
Limos, Kate Spade Necklaces, and Power Point Presentations: Inside a Mystery Millionaire's Matchmaking Event
We regret to inform you that one man's ruse to find love by advertising himself as a "Latter-day Saints millionaire looking for his wife" on ten billboards along a Salt Lake City, Utah, highway did, in
Dear E. Jean: My boyfriend’s mother constantly talks about his ex-girlfriends. She praises their beauty, charm, and achievements; tags them in posts on Facebook; and always “loves” their updates and photos.