Dystopienne

Day 15 In the long long ago, my friend Chelsea and I used to drink beer and read Cosmopolitan to each other. We’d laugh at the fashion trends, the stupid quizzes, the dangerous and ill-advised sex tips. We’d aged out of the prime demographic years ago, but that just made it funnier as we watched young women navigate a life we’d become somewhat jaded with. Those were the days. It was 3 weeks ago. You may have noticed life has changed radically since then. If you haven’t, I suggest you check the news immediately. We are now in the age of #AloneTogether. We’re entering week three of social distancing, and some of the psychological cracks are already starting to show. Relationships are straining, plans are imploding, and anxieties are growing exponentially alongside the body count. If you sit down with the April 2020 Cosmopolitan , you’ll be treated to a six-page tutorial on hosting parties. Everything is irrelevant now! Which brings me to why I set up Dystopienne . First, I...