The new series Mohawk Girls is a comedic look at four 20-something women as they try to figure out what it means to be a modern-day Mohawk woman.
The first time I said it and someone actually said it back, I didn’t know how to react. I had become so accustomed at this point to hearing “Aw, Jess, it’s nice that you have a crush on me but unfortunately I like penises/casual sex strictly/not you.”
Nina White is a pseudonym. As someone who isn’t outspoken in public, I write under a different name because it gives me the elbow room to freely bitch about my 9-5 job, discuss my awkward sex life, and admit that I’m a regular at T.O’s back-alley “I drank too many cocktails” vomiting scene on Queen… Read More »
Kate Werneburg: “Looking into the mirror, it came to me: we are what we always have been. Maybe even down generations. There’s a comfort and a terror in that.”
Brianne Hogan: “Your notes are like, little Christmas presents,” I said to him after a couple of weeks, which was a pretty positive sign of my mental turnaround. It was then when I realized I hadn’t thought of my ex in a while. Wait a minute, I thought. Is this a rebound?”
“I wonder what he’s thinking right now?” Yes, the age old question. The question I can never wrap my brain around because I’m the girl who foolishly assumes he’s thinking whatever the hell I’m thinking—“Wow, thanks for the fuck, that was lovely. Let’s hang out more often!” If only it was this instinctive, but it… Read More »