Dear Buddy, Someone just told me that I look like a young Nelly Furtado. I wouldn’t mind being a bit like a bird right now, come to think of it, and flying away. The truth is, Buddy, I’m feeling a little low. I don’t know if it’s hormonal or whether my adrenalin from the first week […]

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In the comment box below, face the fear and answer anyway and maybe we’ll come to find that we’re not so different after all: Fear is… The last time I was fearful was… The one fear I cannot shake is… I usually overcome fear by… An example of when I ‘felt the fear but did […]

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This is a photo of four glasses. The glass you see at the bottom of the image was my original order last night; straight bourbon on ice. $14. This straight bourbon, although tasty, was too strong so I ordered extra ice cubes to water-down the strength. This is the empty glass pictured at the back of […]

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I don’t have daily showers. Call me dirty but it’s the truth. I’ve never liked them. Maybe it’s just that I never feel that dirty that regularly to have to bathe or maybe it’s a lingering act of rebellion against my mother who used to make me do it every night when I was younger. (Although, […]

I rubbed shoulders with the fashion elite today. And Lance Bass. But more so the fashion elite. Because I, darlings, attended a New York Fashion Week show. Roww! It was my first one so I guess you can say I popped my fashion show cherry. Ooo, naughty. I don’t know how many of you have been privileged […]

I’m sitting in a toilet cubicle at 59E59 theatre in the Upper West Side. I’ve been in here for the past fifteen minutes and I’m not leaving. Not because I ate that breakfast bean burrito but because I would rather die from antiseptic toilet fumes than face the wrath of Mother Nature outside. You see, she’s in a […]

I feel like my desire to act is slowly fading. Why? I don’t know. Maybe I’m enjoying writing too much. Maybe I’m too distracted with other things. Maybe I’ve realised that I might not be as good as I thought. Whatever the reason, I’m scared and embarrassed. This is a dream I’ve had since my […]

Hello Universe, It’s me, Nisrine. How are you doing up and around there you omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent son of a gun? Hope we’re not giving you too much to fuss and worry about. Who am I kidding?! You’re the Universe for crying out loud – you don’t worry; you’re too busy creating worlds! Buddy (may […]

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I’m sitting at a cafe being a freelancer and the couple in front of me are clearly on their first date. It’s sickening; he’s trying to be funny, she’s straightening out her split ends while nodding agreeably. Errkkhh. How long have  you been in the city? What’s your favourite cuisine? How long have you spoken French? […]

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My friend lives in the East Village in what can only be described as a shoebox. It’s a five-storey walk-up meaning you have to walk up the stairs to get to her place as opposed to more modern forms of ascension such as elevators, escalators, and hot-air balloons. This is not so bad except for […]