{Countdown to Graduation: 12 Days!} With last Formals, the start of graduation parties, and battling…
On January 27th 2017, President Trump launched a controversial executive order temporarily banning the entry…
As you know, I’m a believer in starting conversations. Towards that goal I’ve spliced my…
{Written while attempting to stand en pointe….for about 4 brief seconds} “Doors close at 8pm…
{“I’m offering a chance to live outside of consequence” – Sims on Hideaway} By the…
“Oh my God, oh my God, you guys,” Program Council and cast members from all five…
{Written with love from SMU Sorority Row, Gamma Phi Beta House, after discovering how hard…
{Written at the one-month mark of the Trump Administration} We live in an interesting, unsettling…
{Because Archana Tipnis phrased it best: “You’ll always have the master key to that house.…
Ladies, gentlemen, and everybody along the spectrum in between: grab your hooch, grab your booze,…
We are constantly writing our own history by making choices, making mistakes, and making memories.…
{Written after hanging my blazer in my tiny SMU dorm closet} With the presidential election…
{Written after re-watching The Devil Wears Prada and reviewing all of today’s Insta-worthy photos with haute couture…
{Written after reassessing everything in my wardrobe in New Delhi} Models draped in the finest of…
{Written from my verandah in New Delhi} With a wave of her hand, Ambika Pillai…
{Written for Jamaque Paradis based on an interview at 5th Avenue, Manhattan, NY} An aura…
{Written after a manual car driving lesson in New Delhi, India} Three motorcycles squeeze in…
{Written at the Green Warehouse Boxing Ring in Dallas, Texas} “Animal vs. Machine” made its…
{Written at University Park, Dallas, Texas} My ears are still ringing from an apartment concert…
{With love from Paris} Today marks exactly one week since the Friday the 13th terrorist…
{Written aboard Le Train de l’Impressionisme} T’was the night before exam week, when all across…
{From my balcony in the 15th Arrondissement} Paris is the kind of place where accordion…
{Written upon safely returning to the Living} Gargoyles snarl menacingly on the rooftops of Notre…
{Written en route the Eurostar from London to Paris} I’m sitting cross-legged on top of…
{From a couch in a London burrow} Maps for the London Tube splash bold colored-lines…
{From the terrace of Turl Street Café, Oxford, UK} There’s something magical about sitting amidst…
{Written from my study above High Street in Univ, Oxford, UK} There is no doubt…
{Written from the Chequers Pub, Oxford, UK} Let me contrast two mornings for you: that…
{At Paul’s Café, Oxford, UK} There are few moments in your life where you just…
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