Womanecdotes Archive

This past July, for the first time ever, I left Madrid for the summer with a return ticket for September in hand. I knew, for once, that I was definitely heading back to Spain. But I wasn’t entirely sure where. After two years of ...Read More

If timing is everything then, according to the law of syllogism, I am bad at everything. I have a knack for getting myself involved in important things just before I’m about to leave town. And I’m almost always about to leave town. The important ...Read More

I recently went bra shopping. I wasn’t looking for anything fancy, just a comfy casual contraption that would give my subtly-endowed bosom a little shape, a little support. Browsing the racks of Women’Secret, Spain’s answer to Victoria’s Secret, I found a few options and ...Read More

A Crusty Toothpaste Production. Written November 2013, relevant today. I have inflicted upon myself the type of mental trauma that one can only get by binge watching the entire final season of Breaking Bad in a two-day period. One day, I hope there will ...Read More

I’m not the world’s biggest Zeppelin fan, nor do I know exactly what it means* to “get the lead out” but for me, it conjures up images of an old tube of toothpaste. If returning home after a long vacation has taught us anything, ...Read More

I’d like to take a moment to talk about something that will affect or has affected everyone at some point in his or her young life: Clubbing. Despite having heard some really great songs on Y100 that give me some pretty sound advice on ...Read More