Maybe she’s born with it…

Maybe it’s patriarchal undertones deeply entrenched in my brain that I’m still trying to work out. I have a weird relationship with makeup. Like any relationship, it’s constantly evolving and has its moments of utter clarity followed by rapid dissolution into suspicion and doubt. What’s that? I might have an unhealthy view of relationships and […]

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Travel guru coming at you

Happy belated Halloween, Reformationstag, World Pasta Day, and all other manner of holidays I’ve missed since my last post. As you, attentive reader, may remember, I bought my first packet of Christmas cookies in September, so honestly, I’m just over here waiting for everyone else in the world to catch up. I’ve done a bunch […]

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Sucker for Seasonal Transitions

I’ve been back in Germany for fifteen days and I’ve already committed the equivalent of a cardinal sin. I bought Weihnachtskekse in the second week of September. I couldn’t help myself. Germans don’t do fall the way American commercial culture does fall, and I was missing my flannel clad advertisements and ritual ginger snaps with […]

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Vollkorn in Ordnung

Although it has next to nothing to do with the subject matter to follow, I have to do my due diligence to small-talk enthusiasts across the globe and take a moment toĀ remark upon the weather. I always seem to forget how affected I am by the change in seasons and sudden prolongedĀ presence of sunlight come […]

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How to Say Goodbye

Over the pastĀ few weeks, many of my German friends and students haveĀ mentioned how strange they find American politics, specifically itsĀ modern tendency toward ‘pageantry’ and emotional addresses. The idea that we find it commonplace for our political figures to takeĀ to social media,Ā talk shows,Ā or sketch comedy actsĀ in order to promote themselvesĀ and voice their thoughts is as foreign […]

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Just call me Jonathan Taylor Thomas

Airport terminals are super aptly named because being in one usually makes meĀ feel like IĀ could die at any moment.Ā In related news, I pulled a JTT and am back home for the holidays! While I’m already missing the Christmas markets, spekulatius, and glĆ¼hwein of Oldenburg, I can’t tell you how lovely it was to simply drive […]

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