If you opened your summer with Vampire Weekend, close it out with Ra Ra Riot.

The amazement of both chocolate and vanilla ice cream twisted together into one cone has carried from my childhood, straight into my 30’s.

I had seen the ads on T.V., and I had seen the six packs at my local bodega (I live in New York City, feel free to stop now and google “bodega” – I’ll wait). A friend was having a barbeque, and I cracked and bought a sixer of the stuff. Call me crazy, call me juvenile, call me gay...  I like it, and I don’t care what anyone thinks about it.

Welcome to "So, You've Finally Decided to Quit Smoking!" The first thing you'll need to know as a non-smoker is that you've joined an elite club of superior beings. Congratulations!

Now that you've committed to becoming an uptight bore, here are a few tips for fighting off those inevitable nicotine cravings.

So, I'm like totally in love with my boyfriend. He's like the best boyfriend in the world. Seriously. He always knows the right thing to say and do and he's always so reliable. But lately, he's like, too perfect. Or at least he thinks he is. Or at least everyone else thinks he is.