Is 26 Old Enough to Buy Your Own Socks?
I have issues with tissues. And socks. And tampons for that matter. As in I never remember to buy them—any of them— and whenever I find…
I Can’t Go Home
I’m holed up at the coffee shop with my laptop and a chocolate chai latte, not because I’m feeling particularly inspired to write, but because I…
The Odyssey Begins
At 9pm, my relief arrived. (This post is written by my dad and continues yesterday’s story of why he missed my birth.) I had an hour-long…
Like Father, Like Daughter
When I moved back home upon completing my masters degree, I began to worry that I was turning into my mother. We look alike, we dress…
These Boots Were Made for (Jay)walking
It took me a long time to figure out that being a girl comes with certain powers (and by a “long time” I mean approximately 24.5…
Kat Echevarría Richter 