This isn’t autumn anymore

My new (ridiculously priced) coat is black, and all of the (somewhat) affordable accessories this season have been black – black leather gloves, black wool hat, black platform boots, black patent leather bag. I dress up for the weather, but always try to remember to put on a pair of heart-patterned socks underneath, or maybeContinue reading “This isn’t autumn anymore”

All aboard the douchecanoe!*

One of the benefits of being single is going on bad dates, and then telling people about them. OK, maybe that’s not actually a “benefit” to most normal people, but if you’re a weirdo like me, in love with a good story above all things, it’s definitely a welcome side-effect. “This might suck right inContinue reading “All aboard the douchecanoe!*”

The only person in Kyiv who had a better New Year’s Eve than I did

Is a friend of ours I’ll call Vova. Vova has a house by the river, which was where he and his wife were holed up, having a quiet evening. Around 11:30 p.m. on New Year’s Eve, Vova realized that they were out of mineral water, and ran out to the local kiosk, on the off-chanceContinue reading “The only person in Kyiv who had a better New Year’s Eve than I did”

Bring Her Kasha and Caviar: A Horror Story With Illustrations

It’s no secret that even the most humble individuals occasionally get a rush of sweet, sugary satisfaction when they get the chance to feel superior to someone. I know you’re probably reading this and going “Nope. Not me.” at your computer monitor. Yes, YOU, pumpkin. And me. What happens, however, when the person you’re supposedContinue reading “Bring Her Kasha and Caviar: A Horror Story With Illustrations”