I appreciate that my parents are accepting of my being gay. In previous years they've told me to go have fun at Pride and be safe. This year, they want to come with me and my group of friends to the parties and the bars. Should I tell them no or just say I'm not doing Pride this year and go out secretly?
I’ve commented before about how customer service ain’t what it used to be. Because of that, I find I want to deal with companies less and less. If that was their goal, well, mission: accomplished.
"Tanner, I need you awake at 4:30 a.m. and out of the hotel shortly after." Yup, that's what everyone wants to hear on DAY 1 of their trip to Phoenix. Unfortunately, that's the reality of this assignment. (I guess there are bigger problems an employee could have.) "You're going on a hot air balloon ride to watch the sun rise over the desert." Deal!
This year, for Pride, I wanted to bake something that not only tasted delicious but also visually represented the vibrant and inclusive spirit of the community. That’s how these rainbow Pride cupcakes with a Buff'ed twist came about.
Alright, let's talk about real estate agents. No, not about their tireless work, their market knowledge or their uncanny ability to make a dusty open house smell faintly of lemon and desperation -- or fresh cookies with nary a baked good in sight.
Let's just get it out of the way: Buff Boys are known for being superficial and shallow when it comes to our looks. There. I said it. Let's move on.
It seems like when I write one commentary about social media, I'm instantly reminded of something else that annoys me about the platforms -- or, at least the people on the platforms.
My partner sings along to music when we're in public. He starts out humming a few lines but then eventually goes into full-on singing as the music continues. It's embarrassing because he gets into it like he's in a recording studio. Yes, even does the hand on his ear when he’s reaching for a note. It's weird! How should I tell him?
When a teenager gets his first car, he’s spending countless hours washing it, picking off every piece of lint and not allowing anyone to park too close. For Collin, his rich parents bought him a car for his sweet 16. And between looking at himself in the mirror and striking out with relationships, how did he find the time to take care of a massive piece of machinery?
Anyone who has their own kitchen has picked up some gadget they thought would be a game changer. They religiously use it for a week or two and then it’s forgotten because the novelty wears off. That's exactly what happened with our SodaStream Terra.
When Airbnb first burst onto the scene, I, like many others, was instantly captivated. It felt revolutionary, a breath of fresh air in the often-stuffy world of travel accommodation. The idea was simple, yet brilliant: why stay in an impersonal hotel room when you could live like a local, stepping into someone else's beautifully curated home, even if just for a few days?
At first I thought Adventure Science Center in Nashville would be for kids. Maybe it is to a certain extent but adults can have a fun time, too. Turn me loose in anything I can light up or make loud and I'm all in.
Forget your standard burger. I'm about to introduce you to a flavor explosion that will redefine your burger experience: coffee-rubbed smoky burgers, featuring the amazing -- and coincidentally, well-stocked in this building -- Buff Boy Brewing Co. coffee.
I was recently passing one of our TVs that was showing a racecar event, the kind where the roar of the engines is a familiar soundtrack. As the spectacle ramped up, the announcers prepared viewers for the opening ceremony, of sorts.
My husband is a momma's boy but I can't stand her. He insists on having regular dinners at our house and having her over all the time. I'm tempted to make other plans so I don't have to be around when she comes over. How do I keep her from encroaching on my home?
Every other day the world is treated to another vicious video of a teenager being attacked at school while onlookers giggle and record with their phones. (And I use the word “treated” sarcastically because the videos are usually disgustingly disturbing.)
Always the back-up singer and never the headliner. That’s the story of Drew’s life. Once Drew discovered musicals, his life was one big song – whether you wanted to hear it or not. For the most part, it’s the latter.
As someone who is perpetually hot (you've seen me -- you know!), especially at night, finding a body pillow that doesn't turn into a personal furnace has been a lifelong quest -- especially here in West Hollywood. Enter the Plufl Hugl Cooling Body Pillow, promising comfort and temperature regulation in one big, cuddly package.
Let's be unequivocally clear: your workplace is not your family. And honestly, when companies insist on presenting their workforce as a "family," I find it utterly obnoxious, bordering on insulting.
Montreal is usually known for its food. At least, that was my take when researching the Canadian city. The French thing, as a Californian, scared me a little bit because I thought I would feel like I would be lost in a foreign country. I guess, in a sense, I was.
My partner and I can't agree on our pet dog's name. What should we do?
There is such a thing as watered-down iced coffee. Not anymore though!
There are moments in life that stick with you – your first car, your first terrible haircut, the first time you realized that artisanal kale smoothies were actually just a fancy way to drink grass.
I'll admit I'm not the biggest techie. In fact, if I could just keep all of the current technology I have now and never upgrade, I'd be just fine with that. Alas, that's not the world we live in.
