Brianne Hogan

Brianne Hogan

Bio

Brianne Hogan is a freelance writer based in Toronto. A graduate of NYU, her byline's been featured on The Toast, Nerve, The Frisky, XOJane, among others. She loves cheese, red wine, soft pop and thinks the same is lame. Catch up with her on briannehogan.tumblr.com.

Brianne Hogan Articles

"Put Your Hand Up The Turkey's Ass": 3 Thanksgiving Tales

The turkey was rubbery. The mac ‘n cheese was cold. But somehow the meal was delightful.

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The Trials And Tribulations Of A Cry Baby

I've cried on subways from Toronto to New York. I cried bombing an interview, going to a party that I didn’t want or because my sweater was itchy.

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I've Never Had A One Night Stand, But Maybe I Should

Dry humping my pillow and imagining it was David Duchovny seemed a much hotter alternative than doing the real thing.

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Forget Me Nots: When Your Best Friends Live Over The Hills And Far Away

I sent out Christmas cards this year, which I wrote upon with an actual pen. But it wasn’t always like this.

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On Death And Driving Lessons

Three of my grandparents died within seven months of each other. And I didn't even have a driver's license.

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Ani Phyo: Raw Food Chef, Wellness Coach

If you’re looking for a health and wellness guru, look no further than Ani Phyo.

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Saying Goodbye To My Imaginary Ex-Boyfriend

Last week was my imaginary ex-boyfriend's birthday. January 2, to be exact. I only know this because Facebook told me so. I had forgotten about him.

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On The Cusp Of 32, Have I Grown Old And Ugly?

The chin hairs were the first hint of my impending senior discounts and early-bird dinners.

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Slings And Splints: The First Time I Fell In Love

For a long time, romantic love was an esoteric thing to me that I assumed would occur eventually, like taxes and having your clothes dry-cleaned.

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When I Was Unemployed And Starving, I Worked For A 1-800-Psychic Hotline

The cards showed me the Tower and the Ten of Swords, which is basically bleak shit worthy of jumping off a tall building.

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