Leaving Boulder High, I am as filled with goodbyes as I am filled with hopes for the students of next year. For every month, I have an abundance of memories and events that have made me the senior that I am leaving the school as, incredibly different from the freshman that I entered Boulder High as,...
In the last couple of years, #BookTok has exploded into one of TikTok’s most surprising and influential communities. What began as a niche corner of the app for passionate readers soon became a powerful force that could launch books, new and old, straight to the bestseller list. With that influence...
It began innocently enough. Four friends gathered around a basement table, eating Hawaiian pizza straight from the box, debating which board game to choose for their monthly no-phones game night. Already having exhausted Cards Against Humanity and torn through a massive pack of Sour Patch Kids, the four...
When I imagine success, I see an Olympic podium. Athletes proudly posing with their medals. I see a CEO in a luxurious house on a hill with their family. Yet, I can easily see myself standing before a vast college campus, awaiting “bigger” opportunities to present themselves. All this is to say,...
Picture this: I lean in. I bat my eyelashes. I inch closer to the mirror in the 29th Street Sephora until I am mere centimeters away. As I take out the Mascara wand (as I am told it is called) from the Mascara container, I expect to have long, thick lashes, and feel the rest of my problems slip away...
Do you know how long it takes to make a friend? In her novel All About Love, bell hooks writes that as children, we learn how to love first from our familial relationships, and then from our friends, which enables us to experience romantic relationships as we age. However, by the time we reach high...
In the turbulent world of technology in our world today, the existing innovations such as virtual reality which somewhat convinces one that they’ve had their “outside time” for the day and ChatGPT has replaced tutors have become the “new normal,” except one platform that stubbornly clings to...
Every time I walk into a Sephora, I am blinded. Not by the white and black striped walls, nor by the employees' smiles, but by the sheer amount of shiny lip products. Oils and glosses shield my view. I can’t seem to find an end. Still, somehow, three or four hours later, I step back into real life....
