I have spent a large portion of my life pretending to be things I am very much not. In middle school, I pretended I understood whatever band everyone else suddenly swore had “changed their life,” nodding along like I’d memorized… Continue Reading →
It’s that magical time of year again, the start of movie awards season, when critics pretend to be classy while secretly justifying why they watched Cocaine Shark 2 “for research.” As for me, this is when I start bouncing between… Continue Reading →
