The imperfectly perfect series for the rom-com addict

An aerial shot of downtown Manhattan at night.
An aerial shot of downtown Manhattan at night.
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If you know me, or you’ve read my Twitter bio, you know I’m a sucker for romantic comedies. I don’t necessarily consider myself a romantic, even though I live in Studio City, CA, and I don’t expect a Hollywood ending to my own life. That being said, I’m not ashamed to admit that rom-coms are my jam and whole-wheat toast.

I’m into the first couple of episodes of Season 4, and I can safely tell you that Sex and the City has absolutely nothing to do with pandemics. The only link between the two is that I just decided to…

And in real life

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Silver Linings Playbook collected digital dust on my Netflix queue for months. I didn’t want to watch a movie about mental illness. As I’m already dealing with enough in my life and surroundings.

That’s why escapist TV shows like Sex and the City, Love Life, Ted Lasso, Mad Men, and The Flight Attendant are my preferred entertainment options right now. Although real-life shit happens in each series, it’s suspended by glittery TV magic, keeping me tethered to the story, while allowing me to avoid the crushing mendacity that’s invaded real life. Mostly, I want to see happy endings on the…

The HBO Max series is an alcoholic’s worst nightmare

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Photo credit: Colin Hutton/HBO Max

We’ve all had too much to drink. And anyone drunk has been hungover. You’re perplexed at how awful you feel despite knocking back 12 drinks in record time. Your mind is foggy, your limbs numb. If you really went ham, then you might even wonder how you got home, or how you landed in bed with a total (nameless) stranger.

Some people learn from their drinking mishaps. In fact, I know people who put down the bottle for good after their first hangover (true story). Yet I know even more people…

Yet the HBO Max comedy manages to turn a shared nightmare into a heist movie.

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Photograph by Susie Allnutt/HBO Max

It was only a matter of time before movies and shows about the pandemic hit streaming services.

I don’t watch every show and movie. I’m sure there have been other fictional stories with the coronavirus pandemic as the setting. But HBO Max romantic comedy and heist movie Locked Down is the first film I’ve seen that involves the pandemic. (I haven’t watched Songbird.) I was hoping Locked Down would help me get through what’s hopefully the final stretch of covid, but it only made me feel more sad and miserable. As if I needed to feel even more helpless.


The HBO Max series about love and life has its flaws — and so do I.

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Photograph by Zach Dilgard/HBO Max

Contains mild spoilers for Love Life.

I didn’t want to write about Love Life.

For those who have yet to tune in, the HBO Max series follows Darby Carter (Anna Kendrick). Darby, similar to other tropey rom-com characters, is searching for love throughout her twenties and thirties. Yet like most twenty- and thirty-somethings, Darby struggles to love herself. If you’ve read my essays, you know this storyline is my ideal setting for a TV series, movie, or just about anything in life. …

Why I can’t wait to get back on a cruise ship…

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Cruises bring out the worst in humanity.

You know, like wastefulness: putting more food on your plate than you can eat and throwing away whatever you don’t finish. Or not picking up after yourself. People drop food and rubbish on the ground and don’t pick it up. Or acting like you’re the only person who exists yet being on a boat that houses thousands of guests and workers. And so on and so forth.

Hear me out: I love cruises.

But I can’t stand how countless privileged guests continuously treat the staff like shit because they think they’re better than…

Looking up successful people’s schedules is a rite of passage.

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Photo by Max Delsid on Unsplash

Despite wanting to know when my favorite authors write in hopes of somehow taking what works for them and adapting it to my writing routine, I’ve concluded that I’ll never have a set writing schedule. The sooner I finally accept that, the better. But seriously — because I’ve been having this conversation for years.

My friends and family members know all about my writing schedule woes. It comes with the territory of creating a new schedule every week and telling them about it. I’ve tried everything. Morning writing, 9-to-5, night writing. At times, it all works. But mostly, nothing works…

Blocking out the madness with fictional characters

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Photo credit: Eike Schroter/Netflix

I’m not a pretentious person. I know… by writing those words, I come off as pretentious. What I mean is, well, I’ll give you an example: I rather eat at McDonald’s than a fancy steakhouse — even if money weren’t an issue. (Maybe I’m just an idiot.) I’ve spent countless Fridays and Saturdays purchasing *dinner* from 7-Eleven. Sure, alcohol is usually involved, but I love 7-Eleven. Mostly, I crave sloppy food that takes up the entire plate.

I don’t desire sophisticated food for the sake of sophistication. Likewise, I don’t prefer highbrow movies and shows for the sake of them…

The Netflix series provides viewers with imperfectly perfect escapist TV.

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Contains spoilers for Dash & Lily.

Watching eight holiday-themed episodes of Dash & Lily makes me long for the day when we’re allowed to leave our homes again — at least without masks. It’s almost impossible to watch the Netflix holiday rom-com and not dream about living in a post-pandemic world, especially if you’re like me and tend to put everything on a pedestal.

I dream of the day when I can finally visit New York City, the setting of Dash & Lily. Every year, without fail, I tell myself — and anyone willing to listen — that I’m going…

Reflecting on life as I turn 30

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Photo by Nick Fewings on Unsplash

Many people spend their twenties in bars with one hand weighed down by 12 ounces, or 1.5 depending on what they’re celebrating — and, who are we kidding, they’re always celebrating something. A friend’s birthday routinely turns into an all-day event as if people are competing for the last drunk standing.

I spent the last year of my twenties *mostly* sober. Okay, maybe more like half the year. But who’s counting? While I’d like to say my decision to put down the bottle was because I’m tired of wasting my weekends drinking my money away, the truth has more to…

Trevor Lowry

Just a guy who likes to cruise the aisles at the local 7-Eleven |

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