This week has been rough. On Sunday, Kobe Bryant, his 13 year old daughter Gianna, and seven others died in a helicopter accident that can only be described as beyond horrific. The aircraft plummeted to the ground, leaving zero survivors in the aftermath. I don’t have to go into detail
Happy New Year Nasties. We hope everyone is fully recovered from NYE festivities and amped to see what 2020 brings. We say this knowing that as we entered this new year we also entered the peak fires in Australia and the horrific fear of a potential WWIII. Let’s talk about
Hey Nastys. The holidays are around the corner and we wanted to put together a nasty wish list for the 30 things we want this year: 1. Good health (ok duh but we’ve all been sick this season so praying for this first and foremost) 2. Less eye bags. Listen,
As a person with a brain that never shuts the fuck up, I really do have a hard time sitting still. Ever since I was a young one with toy poodle hair and a flashy all-Disney wardrobe, I’ve had a hard time being fully present. My mind was always off
Nasty Ones, Old and Young— This week we have a lot to be thankful for. Our bellies and hearts disgustingly full, we look to the month of December to guide us as we wrap up old bullshit, face our judgey family members, and get all (or at the very least,
Ok, we promise these all won’t feel so heavy. Be ready for a few curveball posts about random body hairs and discharge profiles. Another day, another day. Today we want to talk about expectations: what is expected of us and how much of that is our own set of expectations
Nasty Freaks & Geeks, We wanted to start the week out by speaking a little bit on the topic of boundaries. Boundaries are an interesting thing. You can dig a deep ass boundary line straight into the sand, but if someone wants to step over it, there’s no physical barrier
