Brianne Hogan

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

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.

Jenny Trout. Abigail Barnette. Jennifer Armintrout. Missing anyone?

From fierce bunnies to books, Sonja rocks the art world.

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

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brave. bawdy. decidedly not depressed.

Seriously, the lady is Busy with a capital “B.”