I am not now, nor have I ever been, Pamela Anderson Jayde Atchison (she/her) // Columnist When I was hired to be a lifeguard at my local pool at 17,…
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Unfollow Me, Unfollow You
Let’s stop pretending to like people just for the sake of being polite Jayde Atchison (She/her) // Opinions EditorAlison Johnstone // Illustrator Whether or not you have an Instagram or…
How Long Is Too Long?
I don’t know who needs to hear this, but take down your decorations, like, yesterday Jayde Atchison (She/her) // Opinions EditorJason Low // Illustrator There are only three types of…
Letters of Gratitude
My beloved Winter Solstice,
I hold such a soft spot in my heart for you. I used to see you as just words on a calendar, unaware of all you had to offer. Now I think back to the first time I honoured you and I’m overflowing with love and gratitude. You gave me the opportunity to hold space for myself when I felt so alone in my grief. You also remind me of the blessings of rest and receiving.
Holiday Self-Care Tips
December barrels into our lives with a suitcase filled with less daylight, the pressure of gift-giving, familial obligations and, of course, exam stress. December throws that suitcase at you as if you are a bellhop, expecting you to carry it for all 31 days — plus an extended vacation into the new year.
$7000 is the New Free
Are dating app algorithms being replaced by self proclaiming matchmakers? Jayde Atchison // Opinions Editor Sharleen Ramos // Illustrator Back in September, CBC News published an article about Dan Hawkins’s…
Out of Office or Out of Motivation?
Orange may not be the new pink, but freelancing IS the new 9-5 Jayde Atchison // Opinions Editor Valeriya Kim // Illustrator Sitting in your Bleckberget IKEA chair that, let’s…
Why Does the Church of Joe Rogan Have So Many Followers?
The holy trinity seems to be anger, calling people “bitches” and Ivermectin Jayde Atchison // Opinions Editor Growing up in the early 2000s, I spent a lot of days off…
Sexless in the City
Ode to a F**kboy Jayde Atchison // Columnist As the sunrise lit up his living room and his hands lightly pulled on my waist, he told me, “I didn’t realize…