Yes, Instagram. That’s right. Raise your hand if you have ever taken a selfie of yourself crying on a plane with strangers.  What’s that you say? Well I’m proud and a little jealous because this? This selfie right here? THIS IS A TERRIBLE AND CRAZY THING TO DO. Professional travel blogger tip Number 1: Don’t be the crazy selfie-girl that can’t stop weeping. Sure it may ~feel~ like the only responsible and respectful way to break up in this day and age. But that’s because you’re 22 and…

Yes, Instagram. That’s right. Raise your hand if you have ever taken a selfie of yourself crying on a plane with strangers. What’s that you say? Well I’m proud and a little jealous because this? This selfie right here? THIS IS A TERRIBLE AND CRAZY THING TO DO. Professional travel blogger tip Number 1: Don’t be the crazy selfie-girl that can’t stop weeping. Sure it may ~feel~ like the only responsible and respectful way to break up in this day and age. But that’s because you’re 22 and…

Welcome to Cambridge, Instagram! Welcome to college! People say these are the best #adventuregrams of your life and who’s to doubt them here in the sleepy medieval town of Cambridge? That’s right, you crazy fucks, I’m talking libraries. Castles. Accents. Knowledge. Boys and girls experimenting together… in chemistry labs. Students going to the ER…because they’re training to be doctors. Overdosing… on education. Semi-colons! Professors in tweed! It’s time to party like it’s Downton Abbey…

Welcome to Cambridge, Instagram! Welcome to college! People say these are the best #adventuregrams of your life and who’s to doubt them here in the sleepy medieval town of Cambridge? That’s right, you crazy fucks, I’m talking libraries. Castles. Accents. Knowledge. Boys and girls experimenting together… in chemistry labs. Students going to the ER…because they’re training to be doctors. Overdosing… on education. Semi-colons! Professors in tweed! It’s time to party like it’s Downton Abbey…

If you ask someone to bring you cookies for breakfast and they refuse, that person is probably your Mom. If they agree, that person is probably your best friend (or will be). And if someone brings you cookies for breakfast without you even asking, congratulations. You have officially tricked another human being into falling in love with you.  On my last day in New York, I realized from the moment I woke up that I would be leaving behind an A+ boyfriend. Not only did Josh bring me breakfast…

If you ask someone to bring you cookies for breakfast and they refuse, that person is probably your Mom. If they agree, that person is probably your best friend (or will be). And if someone brings you cookies for breakfast without you even asking, congratulations. You have officially tricked another human being into falling in love with you. On my last day in New York, I realized from the moment I woke up that I would be leaving behind an A+ boyfriend. Not only did Josh bring me breakfast…

Now that you guys have fallen in love with New York, I have just one more best-friend-favor I need to ask. It’s super strange, but you guys are pros and I know there’s nothing you can’t handle. Which is why I need you to fall in love with my ex-boyfriend, Josh.  Allow me to explain.  You see, in order to make goodbyes resonant and engaging, stories need a shit ton of build-up. Just take the first 205 minutes of Titanic for example. Heartwarming mini-stories, character-defining dialogue…

Now that you guys have fallen in love with New York, I have just one more best-friend-favor I need to ask. It’s super strange, but you guys are pros and I know there’s nothing you can’t handle. Which is why I need you to fall in love with my ex-boyfriend, Josh. Allow me to explain. You see, in order to make goodbyes resonant and engaging, stories need a shit ton of build-up. Just take the first 205 minutes of Titanic for example. Heartwarming mini-stories, character-defining dialogue…

Our story about Cambridge begins in my turquoise New York apartment. I had moved there after high school to take a gap year, but ended up taking three because I fell in love with ~The City~ in that over-eager, evangelical way that only immigrants can. Have you ever heard a girl from suburban Virginia telling strangers about a land of opportunity where the streets are paved with gold? Then perhaps we’ve met. And, plot twist, friends! My favorite neighborhood is where I live: The West…

Our story about Cambridge begins in my turquoise New York apartment. I had moved there after high school to take a gap year, but ended up taking three because I fell in love with ~The City~ in that over-eager, evangelical way that only immigrants can. Have you ever heard a girl from suburban Virginia telling strangers about a land of opportunity where the streets are paved with gold? Then perhaps we’ve met. And, plot twist, friends! My favorite neighborhood is where I live: The West…

Is there anything better than reading a good book in a sunlit meadow in early spring? No! Cried reasonable people and Hobbits everywhere. There is not!  However, life at Cambridge wasn’t always this bucolic. It was in fact, at first, a disaster. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of-one-year, who we will call BEN, and left behind a life in New York I didn't think I could live without. I was distraught and lonely and wrecked with grief and have you ever noticed how hard it is to make new…

Is there anything better than reading a good book in a sunlit meadow in early spring? No! Cried reasonable people and Hobbits everywhere. There is not! However, life at Cambridge wasn’t always this bucolic. It was in fact, at first, a disaster. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of-one-year, who we will call BEN, and left behind a life in New York I didn't think I could live without. I was distraught and lonely and wrecked with grief and have you ever noticed how hard it is to make new…

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