2013 was a pretty big year for me. I turned 28. I moved across the country. I started doing art again. I got a Twitter reply from Wynonna Judd. But most importantly, 2013 was the year that a shit ton of really important, embarrassingly simple life lessons finally clicked. You know how you can hear something 100 times in 100 different ways before it actually gets through to you? All of the things I learned this year fall firmly into that category: things that I maybe should have learned when I was, like, 10, but for whatever reason, didn’t get until just now. This, my friends, was my year of “getting it,” and here are my humble epiphanies: Keep reading »
In 2013, Oxford, those crazy ol’ coots, officially added the word “selfie” to the dictionary. Oh humanity, how far we have come. I am an unabashed fan of the selfie, as it’s just one way of documenting the fact that yes, I do indeed exist (and I sometimes even leave my apartment!). And I am not alone, clearly! The selfie was tied to a number of important events this year, including an astronaut’s space walk, the Presidential inauguration, Nelson Mandela’s memorial service, and Kim Kardashian’s attainment of the perfect post-baby body. Come along as we review the year in selfies…
Was there a lot of covert onion-chopping going on at the office or was 2013 particularly packed with heartstring-pulling stories? After reviewing our archives, I’m going to go with the latter. From tearful dog reunions to tales of heartbreaking loss to kids showing kindness and compassion far beyond their years, here are the stories that had us unabashedly sobbing at our desks this year: Keep reading »
There’s no doubt: the onesie pajama had a moment in 2013. Traditionally onesies have been considered sleepwear for children only, but these one-piece PJs became hip for adults this year.
Even I got swept up in onesie fever. I broke down and bought this stripped, footless one-piece from Target and it made me a believer. The whole peeing in the middle of the night thing is definitely a pain in the ass, but I’m willing to overlook that because, somehow, my onesie helps me sleep better. Seriously, they are magical.
Let’s take a look back at the onesie’s miraculous journey from reviled Christmas gift to must-have wardrobe staple.