freaking freegans

Oprah is knee-deep in the dregs of that slowly trickling stream of leftover journalism, though you’d never guess it by looking at those spotless Louboutins.

…Or is that just the caked blood of the innocents she’s crushed on her amble to fame in lesser heels?

Someone explain these designer shoes to me. And someone else please send me some trashed bagels. Yes, San Francisco bagels are exactly that bad–maybe even worse.

semi-annual update, leap year edition

I realize I’m lazy but it’s not like I’ve been doing nothing! check out my piece in the new issue of Anthem Magazine. (because yes, I am too lazy to scan and post it here for the time being.)