KJ Adan is a writer in Los Angeles. She likes cats and tea length party dresses and Jesus and hugs and coffee and music. Turn offs include sensible mid priced sedans, monkeys, and Tom Cruise.
Yeah, you talk a big game, what with your tennis serve and your five minute mile, but not even you will survive the zombie apocalypse. This treatise is to prepare you for the inevitable so you can...
Dear whithered harpies and catty snarkmeisters of Teh Internets, You have systematically and relentlessly shamed new moms so hard that they feel weird posting pics of their babies on social media....
You wore a mini dress and sandals with heels. You made forty seven children stop in front of the corn maze entrance to take photos, holding up a line a quarter mile long which had been waiting for an...
Halloween is not just for kids anymore, and we’re okay with that. Once a year we can explore our wildest fantasies by dressing as Left Shark or Chewbacca or, more frequently, Sexy Whatever. We are...
