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Holden & I: announcing the three-part series!

When my English teacher announced that we were about to begin reading the Catcher in the Rye, an overwhelming sense of dread washed over me from head-to-toe. Unlike the majority of my peers, I had already read Catcher in the Rye the summer before my sophomore year of high school, and the truth was, I hated that book: a combination of circumstances (I fervently believe that there's a wrong time for everything) and the common complaint that "nothing happens." For a brief while, I even hated myself for hating the book. At the time (and even still), popular culture practically worshiped the Catcher in the Rye and all that Holden and his red hunting hat stood for. The effects of groupthink had me convinced I was a Bad Literary. After all, if I didn't like "the Great American novel", how was I ever supposed to become a high-brow lady of taste?

Now, of course, the answer seems simple: I, Haley, was a phony. I was reading the Catcher in the Rye for all the wrong rea…

Pretty in Pink: three rosy looks for every kind of Valentine!

Ah, Valentine's Day: whether you're eagerly awaiting date night with your significant other or an evening spent cozied up in front of the telly with our good friends Ben & Jerry, there's no denying it - love is in the air! So why ruin this sweetest of sentiments by worrying about what you're going to wear?! Thankfully, I've already done all the hard work for you: now all you have to do is break out the piggy bank! (After all, you deserve a treat this February 14 - above anyone else, you have to love yourself.) See below for my complete guide to Valentine's style, whether Cupid's arrow has left you feeling fearless, frisky, or flirty.  

Look 1: The Bold & the Beautiful!
This look is for the girl who knows what (& who!) she wants this Valentine's Day, whether she's strutting her stuff in the bar or coolly, confidently walking in to meet her date at the grooviest restaurant in town. J'adore the ultra-mod dress from KENZO - its silhouette …

Subscribing to Success: why I no longer read teen magazines

When my newest issue of Seventeen magazine arrived in the mail accompanied by an expiration notice, I have to say: I was more relieved than disappointed. To me, nothing represents the failings of American culture – particularly those surrounding women – more than teen magazines.

Like many girls my age, I have always been a reader of magazines. It all began with a subscription to American Girl when I was in elementary school; as I aged, I graduated to more “mature" publications, starting with Girls’ Life and ending with my most recent subscription to Glamour – a lifestyle magazine aimed at women rather than girls. Lately, I’ve found that despite the inapplicable career and sex advice, I’d rather buy my issues from the adult section than the teen section.

It seems ironic that even though I’m not yet seventeen years old, the pages of Seventeen interest me less than the pages of Marie Claire or Vogue, but the older I get, the less I can stomach the maximal teen slang with minimal lette…

Pumpkin pancakes + Intuitive Eating

Hello, darlings! The post you are reading right now marks a very special moment in CLK history: my first post ever. I know, I know - kind of scary, yet kind of exhilarating. I hope you're as excited as I am!
Today I'm going to be sharing with you my personal trials and triumphs in overcoming the evils of dieting, through a process called Intuitive Eating. My story isn't always a happy one, but I hope I can make up for it with a yummy recipe for pumpkin chocolate chip I had them for breakfast this morning, and let me tell you: you will savor every bite, especially after the hour of arduous flipping that ensues!
Now, you're probably wondering: what the heck is intuitive eating?!?
If you've read my about page at all, you'll know that I used to be a season ticket holder to the Diet Rollercoaster. I was constantly counting calories, frantically tracking everything I ate (hoping no one would notice), and worrying more about whether or not I squeezed in a …