My friend Jacob Charton is a self-proclaimed kale enthusiast. Four or five times a week, the 20- year-old said he substitutes smoothies made with the leafy vegetable for meals. He bakes it into chips for snacks and munches on it in raw salads for lunch. He also owns and proudly wears a T-shirt with the word printed across the chest because he loves it that much.
A Northeastern University senior’s furniture or an Emmanuel College sophomore’s used textbook now have the ability to enter into an Emerson student’s orbit.
Worlds come together for social justice in Emerson’s only combined undergraduate and graduate literary magazine, Words Apart.
A little less than a year ago, Ellen Rothfuss didn’t think she could run two miles. As every new marker went from impossible to conquered, this motivation came to her as an opportunity to race for fellow women.
“I love you, but I’m not necessarily in love with you,” I said. The words immediately stung him much harsher than I intended—his body shifted away from mine and he looked at me with a scrunched face.
Arguably the world’s most famous rapper, Kanye West, has marked the release of his new album, The Life of Pablo, in true Kanye fashion, with a slew of controversial tweets, name dropping everyone from Michael Jordan to Mark Zuckerberg.
Students wandering around the Iwasaki Library might have encountered a body art-adorned skateboarder and her stick-and-poke tattoo business.
For animal lovers, the Facebook group Dogspotting offers a platform to post pictures of the canines they spy while out and about.
Grab the skeletons out of the closet, writers now have an opportunity to pen their ghostly and ghoulish stories to an online literary magazine.
Four months. That’s how long I went without shaving my armpit hair, and no, my intent wasn’t derived from my feminism, but rather my laziness. It wasn’t some form of political art, instead I simply had no need to shave, nor care to.
Gaby Dunn and Allison Raskin sit side-by-side on a couch in their apartment set, under a sign made from Post-It Notes on the wall behind them that reads “Just Between Us” in glittery letters. Raskin holds a card with a viewer question and reads, “Am I a lesbian or am I just lonely?” The question never gets answered—this is a typical episode of Just Between Us.
Giving praise toward Emerson College might just land your face on a satirical screen-printed T-shirt of the school crest. At least, it did for Donald Trump.
For Andrew Grant, his trip to the catacombs of Paris was not something he could forget.
There’s nothing that compares to knowing that you’ve acted on your erotic openness and done something that you didn’t think could be done.
A new trend on Emerson's campus is homemade personal BuzzFeed quizzes.