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An Open Letter To The People Who Decided “American Horror Story” Should Air At 10PM

Dear People Who Decided “American Horror Story” Should Air At 10 p.m.,

First, let me begin this letter as a thank you note for providing us fantastic entertainment and a weekly dose of Jessica Lange since October of 2011. Every season of your mini-series has been compelling, addictive and straight up scary, as expected. This brings me to my next point: why did you choose to have your hour-long, frightening show air at 10 p.m., just before most of the adults in the world have to turn out their lights and go to bed? Not cool. Keep reading »

An Open Letter To The White Teachers Who Wore NYPD T-Shirts To School, Despite Being Told Not To

An Open Letter To The White Teachers Who Wore NYPD T-Shirts To School, Despite Being Told Not To

Dear PS 220 White Teachers Who Wore NYPD T-Shirts To School,

It must have seemed like a fantastic idea when, despite warnings from from the United Federation of Teachers, you all donned NYPD shirts and crowded in front of a camera for a smirking group portrait. Through this lens, which is conspicuously White, those matching gray shirts might either be a tone-deaf display of team spirit, or a more troubling reification of how you regard your relationship to the minority student body. Whatever the intention, you have managed to introduce the armed and socially embroiled segment of the judicial system into the classroom in the most polarizing way. Keep reading »

An Open Letter To All My Full-Length Jeans

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One Pair Of Boyfriend Jeans, Three Ways To Wear Them
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Open Letter: Baja Hoodie
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Dear Jeans,

I’m sure you’ve sensed a bit of an ominous cloud settling over your part of the closet. Perhaps you’ve seen the scraps of denim littering the floor of my bedroom. Or maybe you’ve noticed that your comrades are starting to return to the jean pile as mere shadows of their former selves — half the garments they once were?

Well, I’m sorry to say your intuition is right. Your days are most definitely numbered. You won’t be long for long. Because it’s finally warm outside, which means my cutoffs obsession has begun. None of my full-length jeans are safe. You’ve got another week, maybe two, tops. And then? Snip, snip. Keep reading »

An Open Letter To Cunnilingus (About Why We’re Probably Never Going To Be Friends)

An Open Letter To Cunnilingus (And Why We're Probably Never Going To Be Friends)
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7 Ridiculous Sex Acts I'd Like To Forget (But Will Share Instead)
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Dear Cunnilingus,

This is a difficult letter to write. But it has to be said. I’ve been struggling with my feelings about you for a long time now. I wasn’t sure how to express it all clearly and carefully, without hurting you. No one ever wants to hear that they’re not the cat’s pajamas. Believe me, I understand. Keep reading »

An Open Letter To The Young Women Gossiping On The Subway

An Open Letter To The Young Women Gossiping On The Subway
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Dear Young Women On My Subway Car Yesterday,

I remember high school, a small world in which everyone feels like a character in an epic drama.  A place where peers pass judgement and share hearsay as entertainment. Where few consider the appropriateness or repercussions of their conversations. Yesterday, the two of you stood in a New York City subway car and gossiped loudly about a classmate, making the entire subway car uncomfortable, especially as the story was about a teenage girl having sex in a public place. You laughed at her confusion about a possible pregnancy even though a condom was used. You proceeded to tell the intimate details of what she and her partner had done. I won’t share those details because my intention is not to shame the subject of your conversation. And besides, I have no right. Keep reading »

An Open Letter To My Pregnant Friends I Refused To Be Happy For

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Dear formerly pregnant friends,

I know this is way, way overdue on my part — but I really owe you an apology for how I reacted when you excitedly told me you were going to be a mom. The minute “I’m pregnant!” came out of your mouth, I saw the look of pure joy and elation on your face. But what did I do instead of sharing in that happiness with you? I immediately started ranting and raving about how much your life was going to change — and not necessarily for the better. Read more on The Stir…

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