There is a Beginning and There is an End. A kiss on the forehead can be the kiss of death or a sign of love, signifying a beginning or an end. In life, the only guarantee is that it will one day end. This season of Euphoria was alleged to be the last, though it remained shrouded in ambiguity about whether it truly would be or not. After watching the finale, filled with beginnings and endings, it feels clear that the end of the series has come. For a multitude of reasons, I’m

Recently, I was scrolling on TikTok and one of my favorite influencers, Samantha Reihl, said this quote: “I’ve never met a man cooler than me. When I do, I’m going to marry him.” Samantha has spent the last year really turning toward herself, becoming the woman she wants to be, and filling her life with the things she wants to do before her life partner arrives. This quote probably couldn’t have come at a better time for the place I’m at in my twenties, trying to practice sel

I watched Off Campus the way many people did: convinced I would take my time, savour every episode, be responsible and measured about it. Instead, I inhaled all eight episodes in one sitting. Night and day blurred together, emotional stability disappeared, and by the finale, yes, as a millennial, a hopeless romantic, and someone who relates far too deeply, I shed some tears. Not because the show ended. But because Off Campus did something that has become surprisingly rare in

There are few things more dangerous than a woman who knows exactly what she should do and decides, with full awareness and unsettling confidence, to do the opposite. Not because she lacks intelligence, not because she hasn’t analysed every angle, replayed every conversation, consulted friends, journaled, overthought, and constructed a detailed psychological profile of everyone involved. But because sometimes logic enters the room, presents its findings, and desire simply says

It has only been a few months since I walked away from a two-year relationship. While I was in it, the sentence I heard most frequently was how I had managed to stay with someone for so long “in this day and age.” What was truly bizarre was this: aside from my therapist, not a single person ever asked whether I was actually happy in that relationship. Everyone was hyper-focused on my “success” in sustaining a long-term bond, observing me as though I were some kind of endanger

The Tumblr generation did not disappear, it grew up and became the people creating culture. The photographers, creative directors, and visual architects behind the images shaping fashion, music, beauty, and internet aesthetics today. Anna Koblish is one of them. With a visual language rooted in Tumblr-era romanticism, Hollywood glamour, pop culture, makeup artistry, and the hyper-curated aesthetics that raised an online generation, Koblish has built a world distinctly her own

I have been thinking about the way I am with others and the way I am with myself. I feel like I can never be truly myself with others. Like I have to suppress a little of myself to fit in with their personalities. Then, I realized that it might not be a bad thing after all. Maybe I’d like to keep some of my interests only to myself. Everyone has their own hobbies, their own obsessions, and their own small ideas. We all have rituals and habits that make us who we are, that mak

When platforms like Instagram and LinkedIn put everyone’s success on display, it seems like it’s only the girls with thousands of followers, the guy with a dad in the industry, and the folks with enough money to spare who are making their dreams happen. If they’re the ones dominating, is there room for the rest of us to succeed? Absolutely, yes. But the key to personal success includes a secret ingredient: “delusional” confidence. Confidence is home-grown. Your confidence is

There’s a beginning. There must be an end. This episode of Euphoria focused on reconciling one’s past with one’s present and future. It also focused on judgement, whether from others or from God. Making mistakes in one’s life is inevitable, but what separates bad from evil? All of the characters are faced with the reality that their betrayals, self-deceptions, and pursuits of fame and fortune have destroyed their lives. The hopes and dreams each character had for their future

This thought process began when I was watching Clueless in my Romantic Writers class. I grew up loving every part of that movie, but the house party scene in the Valley has had a grip on me for the past decade. From the outfits to the dancing and music, the vocabulary, everything was so quintessentially ‘90s. Of course, I mainly thought that because of the setting. Julia Stiles became the icon she is largely because of her dancing scene in 10 Things I Hate About You, where sh

The world is buzzing with the startling percentage of Gen Z who have never been in a romantic relationship (44%, to be exact). As a twenty-two-year-old who’s never changed her relationship status from single, the term in love feels like a forbidden phrase. It’s a bottle placed on a shelf I can’t quite reach. I’ve seen my friends grow tall enough to reach their bottles, popping them open and sipping the bubbly drink with stars in their eyes. I’ve also seen them drunk on the sw

After several years of liberal brainwashing and complete Europeanisation, I developed a very specific strategy for dating and dealing with men. I never sleep with a guy on the first date if I genuinely like him. But I can very easily “go over to check out his architecture book collection” with a guy who didn’t emotionally move me at all, but who seems hot, cute, and not particularly intelligent. My personal experience shows that if you sleep with someone actually worthy after

Where do I even begin? I have always strived to be an intentional and integral woman. For the ten years prior to my celibacy, I moved through long-term relationships with care, presence, and a genuine belief that what I was building with someone mattered. That it was ours. That it wasn't something to be careless with. For a long time, I held onto that belief, and I still do. But if I'm honest, I stayed even when I knew I should have left. I began to quietly notice something s

Ben has built an audience around dating, around French charm, humour, and the ongoing joke of “looking for a wife.” It’s playful, relatable, easy to consume. But behind the humour is something much more nuanced, cuz the moment your identity becomes visible at scale, it stops belonging only to you. It becomes something people interpret, project onto, and form opinions about before they’ve even met you. And somewhere in that shift, a question starts to form: What happens when b