The Art of Fragrance
I hated the smell of cigarettes so much that any encounter with a smoker would end with me dramatically covering my nose and a terrible spell of nausea. If you would have asked 10-year-old me what the worst smell in the world was, I would, without a doubt, say...
Why you always hatin’? Stop America Shaming.
Recently, I saw a few of my Instagram friends post an article on their stories called “How to Celebrate the 4th of July When America Is a Constant Disappointment.” Before I comment on this, I should lead with a story that will allow you to understand the lens through...