I turn 25-years-old next week. According to my friends who are older than me, apparently this marks some kind-of-significant point in my life. So far, the only thing I’ve noticed is that my knees now ache when it’s really cold outside and my days of running 10 miles without stretching or properly eating are completely […]
A few weeks ago, my boyfriend—being the best boyfriend ever—took me on a date night to the Morgan Library & Museum. (What can I say? Boy knows the way to my heart.) And woah. I’ve found heaven. It’s called the East Room.