Katie Jane Villanueva

Red splashed against Presley's face, staining her clothes and caking in her hair. She grabbed her brush again and hurled the paint through the air with a guttural scream – the drops separating from the brush and splattering on the paper.

This issue, we step back from the “everything, all the time” mentality to hone in on what makes a trend compelling, dangerous, ubiquitous and everything in between.

At the University of Virginia, the Instagram account @barstooluva has amassed thousands of followers.

Every so often, there tends to be an aesthetic or trend that dominates the online algorithm.

To everyone in a romantic relationship, trust me, this letter is the last thing I want to be writing in a place like this 
 

Upon arriving in the humid, gray streets of Washington D.C., the first thing I noticed was the flower crowns. Then the glitter. 

I discovered my love of dancing at my junior prom, when I slung around my “Prom Royalty” sash to “Old Town Road” by Lil Nas X

It’s 2014. Nicki Minaj’s big booty anthem “Anaconda” hits the radio 

 An Exploration of the True Intentions Behind UVA’s Division for Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion

Letter from the Editor for the first issue of the 2022-2023 academic year.

I have been wondering, lately, about my womanhood. It is not that I question the existence of the identity — I know I am a woman, and thank the universe every day that I was fortunate enough to be born in the right body. I embrace my “femininity” and feel the pain that comes with it. This much, I have a hold on.

This summer, I lost my cat.