Category: TIllie’s Corner
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A Day in the Life of a Libra – October 7, 2009
It’s so interesting to see what music we listened to and truly fangirled over. I still listen to Robyn now though. Advice from a Concerned Fan Dear Jesse McCartney: May I call you Jesse? Thanks. Wow. I don’t know how to tell you this but ballads are not your forte. Please do not them again.…
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Looking at Law and Order’s Olivia Benson Through a Foucaultian Lens
This story was originally posted on Fembot Magazine and written by Elana Zambori. Fembot and It’s Tillie! are doing a post swap where we both take a story from each other and swap it out, allowing our readers to learn about other publications creating content of interest. It’s like having a clothes swap when all…
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A Day in the Life of a Libra – September 29, 2009
Sorry Beautiful These past few weeks, I have come to realize many things about life, myself, or however you want to see. The point is this new discovery has led me onto a theory about how certain words are used or better yet abused to the point of shear worthlessness. For instance, sorry. I will…
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A Day in the Life of a Libra – July 19, 2011
Years ago, I had a blog called A Day in the Life of a Libra where I would write about my everyday. The last series of continuous entries dates back to 2011/2012, around the time I moved to New York. It’s so interesting reading of all the hilarious, awkward, and sometimes depressing things that transpired, the…
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Views should be expressed, not shoved down one’s throat
Tuesday, I attended the AOL Build Series with author Jane Green hosted by comedian Lisa Lampanelli. For those who don’t know Jane is a New York Times Best-Selling Author, and in her 15 or so years of writing, she has sold over 10 million copies of her books. Her first published work and one of the…
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Snapchat me them receipts, please…
When I was creating It’s Tillie! and spoke of the sort of stories Tillie’s Corner would discuss, I vowed never to talk Kardashian. Maybe once, but nary twice. And today, it happens. Not only am I mentioning Kim Kardashian, but I am giving her well-deserved bigups for doing the “socially unthinkable” – drag Taylor Swift…
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It’s a man’s world, yet we happen to be running it.
Over the last few days, I’ve noticed so many girl power type stories and videos of women essentially reclaiming control of their lives. Not because we were hidden in some cage under the floorboard of our sketchy neighbor’s house, but because things around us have felt the need to tell us how things are meant to be…
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Earnest questions for White America…
Sincere, very open to conversation for understanding, questions to white people. Tuesday night, Alton Sterling was killed at the hands of police in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. The details of the story are still unfolding as to why they even approached him, what was their reasoning reacting in such manner, and so on. Because of that,…
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Blac Chyna brought me back to reality
Like not so many of the world around us, I’m not a fan of the Kardashians. I mean there was a point when I was in college where I watched their show(s), and another point where I was mad jealous they had the most perfect skin and eye lashes long enough to corn row, and…
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Orange is the New Reality
On Tuesday I gave in and started watching Orange is the New Black. Originally I wanted to write a story of what led to this decision, but as I ended season 3 and started season 4, there was no humor, excitement, or content left in me. Last night [I’m writing this on Sunday], I left…
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In memory of Mr. Bill Cunningham…
Earlier today, street style photographer Bill Cunningham passed away. I don’t really know what to say… I feel all the words to describe what he left behind, his creations, his memory, him in general – can’t be put into words. I first heard of him from a former employer who always spoke highly of Mr. Cunningham.…
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Carpool Karaoke x Red Hot Tillie Peppers
Have you ever felt music? Seen it? Have you ever created a music video in your head to a song you can’t stop playing? So have I. There’s a feeling that rushes through me causing a bolt of sensation. Different from chills where my body becomes cold, like the hands of spirit grazing my silhouette…