A year ago today, I became an official college graduate. I drank a Bloody Mary at 6 a.m., walked across the stage in a gold glittery cap and accepted a piece of paper that pushed me into the next socioeconomic class. If you had asked me then where I...
Confession: I hate waiting. I am the girl who is constantly checking her watch, annoyingly tapping her foot, scowling at the person who is holding up the line. I despise being late, wasting time, not having things go my way. It is not my finest...
Taking advantage of a four-day weekend--thank you, France, for still pretending to be uber-Catholic when it comes to holidays--I headed to the Cannes Film Festival on Thursday with a few friends from class. Even during the day, Cannes was mobbed with...