“So, when are you getting married?”
It’s the standard smalltalk question, tossed out approximately five minutes into any new conversation, immediately following “Is that your boyfriend?” and then, “How long have you been together?” Now I’m left chugging my wine while I drudge up an answer, uneasily balancing my dislike of revealing personal information to someone […]

And they just keep on slithering into my Inbox:
From: Chris Pillow
To: opinionistas@gmail.com
Date: Jun 20, 2006 8:34 PM
Subject: Congrats!
Congrats on being one of the most hated women on the internet! Your hatred of Maddox and Tucker Max is pointless. Both authors guide their work toward men, and the women who do read their work are […]

“You know, Mel, I gotta be honest with you,” the party host confesses, flopping on his spotless white sofa as I scuttle over to make room. I brace myself; it’s a phrase never uttered unless followed directly by something unflattering. “When I first met you, I thought you were decent looking. I said to people, […]

I’m at a table crowded with frozen margaritas and half-devoured fish tacos, and I’m relishing the perfect weather plus the company of two amazing women. We’re perched on stools, dangling our sandals from our toes as we toast new jobs, accomplishments, boundless futures. After a few mintes, we fall into the smooth banter of those […]

Boyfriend is in L.A. on business, and I’ve caught a last minute flight to join him for a few days of palm-treed, expense-accounted glory. Unlike Santa Monica, basically just South Beach and Park Slope thrown in a Cuisinart, L.A. proper has a unique self-obsession that New Yorkers can instantly identify with. After bidding Boyfriend farewell […]

This woman said it far better than I could:
Melissa,
I just wanted to tell you that I completely agreed with your article in the Huffington Post. As a tomboy myself, a woman who loves sports and action movies more than chick flicks and chopped salad for dinner, I have always been able to befriend men […]

My anti-frat-lit diatribe has evolved into a piece for The Huffington Post, meaning it has to be a bit more polished and demure than a typical blog entry (I.E. I can’t use the phrase “daddy-fearing ass clown” quite as liberally). Stay tuned for a link once it’s published.
FURTHER UPDATE: Here’s the link.
AND THE […]

I hold Salon in high regard (translation: I read it religiously). However, today’s headline story (you may need to watch an ad and get the free day pass to read the whole thing - it’s painless) made me want to drive an unfolded paper clip through my cornea, and not in a good way. Alas, […]