My Fetish for Jazz Musicians
I COLLECT MY SCARLET LETTERS WITH EACH JAZZ MUSICIAN I’VE FUCKED. Nobody else counts. I understand it’s limiting to typecast a subgenre of people. Even morally wrong. But other types…
Coping With the Kardashians
AS A TWEEN LIVING IN WHITE SUBURBIA, I spent most of my young existence inhaling all of Taylor Swift’s lyrics like I was snorting smarties, Miley Cyrus’s media scandals while…