The shocking thing to me was that while watching these shows, I could not tell you how many times I turned to the person next to me and said, “That would never be okay today” or “Did they really just say that?”
The shocking thing to me was that while watching these shows, I could not tell you how many times I turned to the person next to me and said, “That would never be okay today” or “Did they really just say that?”
While so many things change, so many things stay the same. We’ve traded knee highs and combat boots for butterfly clips and denim – but the same promoted cultures stay the same.
To many, David Fincher’s 1999 thriller “Fight Club” was a glorified coming-of-age film for restless teen boys that go through life with their fists furled. To me, it was a slap in the face.
Natalie Mering, who uses the stage name Weyes Blood, released “Titanic Rising” in April 2019. It is the 32-year-old’s fourth studio album. Since its release, the aforementioned problems associated with climate change have worsened, but the COVID-19 pandemic began as well, bringing with it fundamental changes in society and contributing to worsening mental health across all age groups.
In a recent interview, Miley Cyrus sat down with Joe Rogan to talk about relationships, drugs, music, celebrity status and mental health. Miley discusses her changing image, specifically in regards to her 2020 MTV Video Music Awards (VMA) performance. The discussion highlights the sexism that she faced during filming and her efforts to defend her unique artistic vision.
With a pivotal election season coming up amid a global pandemic, it is more important than ever that everyone has all the tools and knowledge they need to exercise their right to vote.
But with time, we gave into the chaotic nature of life during COVID-19. By doing so we opened ourselves to the facets of life that get lost when we move at such a fast pace we can barely keep our feet beneath us.
My main problem with journaling has always been the time commitment. Sometimes, sitting down and writing about my day just seems like a hassle, and in quarantine times, when the days all feel the same, recounting my day is even less appealing.
One can twirl underneath the strobe lights of a congested dance floor, but it takes an audacious and commandeering woman to dazzle a clientele of desiring men with the single use of a pole.