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Courtney Enlow Am I up to this challenge? Every time. For the past two and a half years or so, I have been going through something. I don’t want to call it a change, more of a progression. I’ve aged two and a half years. And while
Courtney Enlow This may come as a shock to those of you unfamiliar with me, or with this column, or anyone unfamiliar with the minds of writers in their twenties, but I’m kind of fucked up in the head. Now when I say that, I am of
Courtney Enlow What I’m about to say is controversial, and could potentially fill my inbox with an intense swarm of emails demanding I hand in my laptop and bow out of this writing thing, instead banishing myself to a cave somewhere far far away. So note that
Courtney Enlow I’ve always been confused by the concept of “The Guilty Pleasure.” It just seems wrong to me that we should feel shame for liking something. (Note: I’m far more confused by the concept of “Ironic Enjoyment,” but it’s a more hateful confusion and I could
Courtney Enlow I pride myself as being a scholar in all things pop culture. So if my self-awarded doctorate in awesome things (ie: opinion) means anything to you, please, listen to me on this one bit of knowledge I’m about to drop here: bad movies are pretty