October 1, 2008 – Natalia A.

While I was busy hopping planes and reading Orthodox prayers at dangerous altitudes, Paul Newman passed away. He was a sex symbol way before I was even born, leading most of my friends to diagnose my crush on him as a symptom of raging insecurities. In some ways, I suppose my friends were correct. ButContinue reading “Goodbye Paul Newman, Goodbye Blue Eyes”