Personal Essays
Please Don’t Sue Me
Fertility; Egg Freezing
(AIR MAIL)
SCRAMBLED
At 33, I thought I’d be a mother with another one on the way—not injecting myself with hormones after getting ghosted by my fiancé. (Message me for that story; it’s juicy and I love to gossip.)
Eating Disorders; Weight Loss
(AIR MAIL)
On Thin Ice
When I was 18, I went to fat camp. By 22, I had entered rehab for anorexia. It’s like I spent my college years crafting my own E! True Hollywood Story, but more Ensure, less coke.
Modern Love, Tiny Love Stories
(NEW YORK TIMES)
Bread And Citrus
The chef always came home with pan de cristal and citrus, food that makes kitchens feel alive. I was so depressed, even fresh bread hurt my teeth.