A Bad Case of Ivyitis
The doctor strode into the room, a clipboard in his hand and a grim look on his face. “Tell it to me straight, Doctor. What–what...
Tampon Shaming is the New Black
Over the summer I was hustling to CVS on a mission for tampons. I proudly strutted to the “feminine care” aisle and chose the cutest,...
Interpreting Font Names
In every student’s life, there comes a time when she realizes Arial or Times New Roman just won’t cut it. This moment is a marker...
Why We Can’t “Let It Go”
Thank god for my mom. Maybe it’s because she spent copious hours in labor to birth me, or because of the fact we spend all...
How Your Ex Never Leaves You
I’ve always believed that I would know I was over someone when he stopped crossing my mind every day. I have found, through diligent research, that this is...
Chipotle: A Regional Ethnography
When it comes to meals, I’m the kind of person that will always seek out a food truck or acclaimed local joint before I succumb...
An Open Letter to Mom, Dad, and Starbucks
I was well and truly delighted when I got the email that said I had been accepted to The Rib. Writing, comedy, and women are...
To Subtweet or Not to Subtweet?
As a self-proclaimed “O.G. Twitter Rascal,” I endorse all kinds of Twitter shenanigans. A haiku about sushi? Tweet it. A picture not quite up to...
Hangover Guilt
I open my eyes. I have no recollection of where I am. A hotel room? The morning sun shines through the window, casting an orange...
This Is What Happens When You Decide to Wax Your Armpits
There have been many moments in which it begins to haunt you. You Nair them an hour and a half before your Bat Mitzvah...