How I ended up frequently FaceTiming with a random baby. Continue reading YOU USED TO CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, RANDOM BABY
It’s confusing, it’s annoying, it’s outdated – ya di ya the list goes on; but it is definitely required. Here’s how to tip in New York City. Continue reading DROP A DOLLAR, NOT THE BALL: HOW TO LEAVE A TIP IN NEW YORK
Jessy Edwards used to hate her legs. Now they’re one of her favorite features. Continue reading LEG LOVE: HOW A PAIR OF DETESTED BODY PARTS BECAME FAVORITES
It took me four months and five days to get a journalism job in New York. This isn’t an exceedingly long time to be jobless, but it is enough time to: Start to wonder if you might, in fact, be worthless to the world Make some observations about the job climate for journalists So, since I’m over the other side and again feeling like I’m on … Continue reading FINDING A JOURNALISM JOB IN NEW YORK AIN’T EASY
I travelled to the Democratic National Convention in Philadelphia last week, spending the day soaking up the highs and lows of a healthy democracy: smoking weed with Bernie Sanders supporters, walking in a Black Lives Matter march and pissing off a Fox News reporter. But I was left wondering if I’d been a rubbish citizen in my own nation – New Zealand. This story originally appeared on The Spinoff.
On the first Saturday in June, in a tiny shopfront on the Lower East Side, a man in white overalls is inviting people in to join his ‘bowel movement’.
Despite conjuring scenes not worth going into, the pun is fairly accurate.