Dear Anita / Dear Cassie



Dear Anita: Look Up!

Dear Anita, I spend a lot of time in my head. It’s a squirrelly place up there. I tend to get lost. I read a lot. Books and articles and opinion pieces. Then I catastrophize. Always with the catastrophizing. About different things.... Continue Reading →


Dear Cassie: Apartment Complexes Are Rip Offs!

Dear Cassie, As if living in South Orange County wasn't bad enough (rent wise), these complexes have to charge us for the convenience of using their community laundry rooms too! I mean, I guess I never really second guessed any... Continue Reading →

Dear Cassie: There’s Clutter Everywhere!!!

Dear Cassie, Have I ever told you how your super clean apartment inspires me to keep mine neat and tidy? Your apartment inspires me to clean and organize a little bit every day, to where the goal I'm trying to... Continue Reading →

Dear Anita: When Do I Get to be Beautiful?

Dear Anita, I used to think of growing up as a transformation process, a la Cinderella (pre-midnight dash). I expected to wake up one day the adult version of myself, my fairy godmother having secreted in during the night. I... Continue Reading →

Dear Cassie: Grown Up Life Sucks

Dear Cassie, Growing up, I always thought it was pointless for people to wear concealer and blush. Then when I learned about contour, I was thinking Are people out of their minds?! Why spend any money on that kind of... Continue Reading →

Dear Anita: I’m Sick…AGAIN

Dear Anita, On this day, three days before Christmas, my true love gave to me: a highly contagious (albeit mild) rhinovirus. While I am meant to be wrapping gifts and baking cookies, I am instead huddled into my warmest socks,... Continue Reading →

Dear Cassie: Weightloss Nevermore!

Dear Cassie, Is weightloss even a thing anymore? Does it actually exist? As you may know, I just recently started my new job as an Office Assistant 3 weeks ago. I have this thing, where any time I start a... Continue Reading →

Dear Anita: RIP My Marriage!

Dear Anita, I am at a loss! Over the past several months I have watched my husband slowly disappear, drawn helpless toward the playful seductress that is...Rocket League. Slave to her every update, desperate to be granted her Challenger Elite... Continue Reading →

Dear Anita: God Help Us it’s Christmas!

Dear Anita, ‘Tis the season! Time for crisp, bright mornings, the sweet scent of woodsmoke, and (these days at least) the persistent, asthmatic drone of inflatable lawn ornaments. When I was younger I desperately waited for the days after Thanksgiving.... Continue Reading →

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