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From the moment I saw I Was Told There’d Be Cake on the bookshelf, I knew Sloane Crosley was a girl after my heart and taste buds. As a 17 year-old, I have looked to my fellow New Yorker’s escapades as letters from an imaginary older sister. Although I am interested in a career as a style journalist, I also am very interested in keeping up with all of my mini-essays that I hash out in my own diary. Sloane herself is part anthropologist, part diarist; she is acutely observant...
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This past Monday at Terminal 5 in New York City, Alanis sang some new songs, some old songs, and most surprisingly, her beloved secret song! In case you don’t know about the secret song, it’s at the very very end of her first and most popular album, Jagged Little Pill. There are a few seconds of silence, and then all of a sudden, without any introduction, explanation, or track number, the heartbreaking final song begins—a cappella style. Check out the performance below. Note her adorable...
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  Two women find unlikely friendship through a series of random events in Sean Baker’s film Starlet. Jane (Dree Hemingway) is a very thin, blond 21-year-old with a carefree attitude and a provocative lifestyle.  The story begins when Jane buys a thermos containing $10,000 at the yard sale of an older woman in her eighties, Sadie (Besedka Johnson).  Jane’s attempt to return the thermos and the money within it are met with Sadie slamming the door in Jane’s face, yelling, “I told you, no refunds!”  Jane’s true...
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  Imagine a land where boys play with dolls and girls want to grow up to be firemen – and nobody makes fun of them for it. A land where girls don’t worry about being pretty and happily proclaim, “I like what I look like.” A land where boys know that it’s alright to cry. A land where “you’ll do what you like, and be who you are.” This is the land imagined in the album, book, and TV special Free To Be…You And Me, which will...
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  Last night, Tea Party-pandering Indiana Senate candidate Richard Mourdock claimed that pregnancies resulting from rape are “something God intended to happen.” His words come on the heels of a host of incendiary rape comments by members of the GOP –none of whom have a vagina, may I add. But abortion isn’t the only right at stake this election season. According to a recent report by the National Women’s Law Center, pharmacists in more than 24 states have already denied women access to birth control and emergency contraception due...
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