Oh, you literally can’t hang out any day this week because you already have plans with all your friends who would totally understand if you cancelled on them but you won’t because you don’t know me and don’t want to risk missing out on fun with them for what could be a lousy night with me. Got it. Thanks for the vote of confidence.Read More
I used to blog as the Devil. Then I was Tatiana. Now, I'm just me.
Over the last eight years I have done a lot of things by myself I never thought I would do. Here is how they rank — on a scale of one to ten, one being “this actually might be more fun by myself” and ten being “moments away from drunkenly belting out All By Myself, while tears stream down your face.”Read More
Was it possible for me to just date someone, in perpetuity? Never moving in with each other or getting engaged. Never advancing to the point where you have to check in with each other before making plans for a Saturday night. Definitely meeting each other’s friends, but probably never meeting each other’s parents.Read More
Remember when we weren’t walking around bubbling over with rage? Yeah, me neither.Read More
Why is it easier to believe a mirror is “magic” than it is to believe after all the work I have been doing my legs looked lean?Read More