It's the last, long days of summer and I wish I was still back at the beach. It's too hot and too humid and my hair is huge. I'm ready for 70-degree weather and sweaters and boots instead. Until then, you'll find me inside, completely avoiding the heat.
Cursing at work. Not such a fucking bad idea, ladies!
My name makes me more likely to be delinquent, less likely to get hired and just perfect to work at AARP. What does your name say about you?
"I think people would be surprised to know my relationship with data, which is actually one of great skepticism as well as great admiration." Buzzfeed's queen of data, be still, my heart!
If you're in charge or a project or people you're going to have to learn how to master the art of giving negative feedback.
The words you use mean more than you think!
The process of being late. I've never been 25 minutes late for anything, but I am chronically 10 minutes late for things...but only when I'm at home in Arizona.
Why do we keep demonizing food and then coming around to the conclusion it isn't so bad after all? Case in point: MSG.
Whoa! Weird...and...gross?! Those little things you sometimes see float across your eye? They're proteins!
The Last True Hermit? Sounds firmly planted somewhere between sad and peaceful.
I'm no Ebola alarmist, nor have I been watching the news for it, but this article about its mutations and the scientists behind the discovery of the outbreak is fascinating!
Fuck, that's delicious! An f-bomb laden Bourdain-style show about traveling and food.
Every comment on every recipe blog. Hilariously true.
Equal parts funny and spot on, this rant about catcalling is a must watch.
The nude photo leak prompted this TechCrunch editor to write an open letter to Jennifer Lawrence.
My friend Nikki found the week's jam - a cover by pop artist Sam Smith. Have a wonderful weekend, friends!
Photo Credit: Me! (Alejandra Owens)