Every summer I have a purpose, a goal, an intent. This summer, I don’t have that. And it’s making me absurdly stressed out. I have places I could go and things I could see, but there is nothing pulling me to a new continent. Romania did for a spell, and it still does, but I’m trying to be fiscally responsible. That’s why I’m not going, and that’s why I’m not going to UCLA. Will somebody please give me buckets of money? It’s for a good cause. I’ll buy a cute archaeological wardrobe and take intense courses and be a better Ben. But until then, I’ll just be the same me in very nice shoes.
LOVE: Elvira: People don’t give her the credit she deserves, but Elvira is a hugely important cultural icon. She’s always been a part of my conscious, but I don’t know […]
LOVE: An Idiot Abroad: Over the summer, I discovered a new show that I’m utterly obsessed with. By all means, I shouldn’t like it. I have no fondness whatsoever for […]
LOVE: “The Librarians” on TNT: Basic cable Christmas specials with cheesy lines should not make me sob like an infant. But The Librarians did. How did I end up watching […]
LOVE: Chanel’s Spring/Summer 2016 Fashion Show: Karl Lagerfeld is a complete genius. I have tried so many times to meet that man. I have stalked Chanel boutiques around the world. I […]
Middle School Turn Up Playlist: BuzzFeed is surly one of the greatest things to happen on the Internet in the entirety of its history. Where else can you find good […]