Posts by allisongreenberg:
After eight years of wearing a uniform to school, I now struggle with the concept of “picking out an outfit” for class. Back then, it...
What does it all mean? What is the purpose of life? Why are we here? What did come first – the chicken or the egg?...
“I want Beyoncé to punch me in the face,” my friend declared. I hesitated, waiting to see if she meant to say something else instead....
Every time I log into Facebook, I shudder. I am thrown right back into my daunting past: the days of florescent pink Juicy Couture sweat...
Thank god for my mom. Maybe it’s because she spent copious hours in labor to birth me, or because of the fact we spend all...
I open my eyes. I have no recollection of where I am. A hotel room? The morning sun shines through the window, casting an orange...
I am a serial dater. I wish I could say with men…okay more with boys, but unfortunately that is not the case. I date diets....