Kate Ryan

Everywhere you look these days (on Instagram), beautiful pictures abound. From teacups overflowing with succulents to smoothie bowls arranged as art. All while a lavender-haired model casually eats ice cream in front of a stupidly gorgeous Tahitian sunset. All this endless beauty has become a bit dull.

"No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."

The Gap come autumn: where normcore and film noir cleverly collide.

She doesn’t know how to communicate the feeling that all is for nothing, nothing is normal.

Alison learned from her grandmother how a plastic smile could take you places—especially in a place like Hollywood.

Surviving the Apocalypse didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy a little romance.

Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.

She got too high while watching The Bachelor and had a misanthropic breakdown.

The birds abandon their posts in the pepper trees, sending tiny, oblong leaves raining to the ground.

She closed in on the open pores enlarged ten times their normal size by a high magnification pocket mirror.