An Open Letter To Lindsay Lohan

An Open Letter To Lindsay Lohan

You messed up, Cady Heron

Hey LiLo, long time no see.

I loved you in Mean Girls. Who didn't? But then you and Amanda Bynes went crazy and you ended up a punchline on Letterman. Then you did what anyone should do in that situation: you tried to pull yourself back up. And I respected you for it and looked forward to whatever projects you would pursue with your newfound sobriety.

I remember hearing that you were going to play Elizabeth Taylor, one of the most incredible actresses of all time whose personal life was more interesting than any movie.

"Liz, we cast Lindsay Lohan to play you!"

I was confused. Then I was mad. Then I thought "okay, let's see where this goes". I gave you then benefit of the doubt, Lindsay, because I genuinely wanted you to succeed.

And you failed me. Worse than that, you failed Elizabeth Taylor.

You took Dame Elizabeth Hilton Wilding Todd Fischer Burton Burton Warner Fortensky Taylor and everything she represented: strength, talent, independence, and compressed it into a simpering, two-dimensional shrew of a woman. You did her wrong, Lindsay.

So I have to ask, aren't you done spitting on the legacies of great actresses of the '60s?

This is Sharon Tate. She was one of the most beautiful women who ever lived, she was the former wife of famed director Roman Polanski, and she was brutally murdered in 1969 by The Manson Family.

Tate, 26, was eight and a half months pregnant with her child at the time of her murder. Her film career was still on the rise, and she was an integral figure of the "jet set" crowd that ruled over Hollywood in the mid-to-late '60s. Today, Tate is remembered as a victim of the most horrific group of criminals in recent history.

"#cancer meets #AQUARIUS I LOVE SHARON TATE #themeLOOK"

Lindsay, I'm not going to insult your intelligence. You know who Charles Manson is and you know what he did. He's currently serving 9 consecutive life sentences. Your caption is obviously very distasteful, I'm sure you know that. So why did you post this picture with that caption on his birthday?

In your defense, you probably don't have Charles Manson's birthday memorized (and if you do, just know that I'm praying for you). It's just an unfortunate coincidence (right?!) and you shouldn't be held accountable for a little mistake like that.

But when your picture gets national attention for all the wrong reasons, for the love of God, delete it. You don't even have to delete the picture, just edit the caption! You can do that now! Instagram has come a long way! The fact that you haven't made any effort to change it speaks volumes about who you are, Lindsay.

Now look, I get it. I love attention. I will and have done whatever it takes to get it. I know that this is the first time in a long time your name has been in the news, but not all publicity is good publicity, and all you're doing with this little stunt is justifying the disrespect and audacity that's become a stain on my generation. You don't have to publicly beg for forgiveness, just recognize your mistake, apologize, and fix it. Set an example for the many who don't know how, or blatantly refuse to do that.

In the long run, this doesn't really matter. Tate's been dead for almost fifty years and the Manson Family has been in jail for nearly that long. Now they're too old to laugh without peeing, let alone commit more homicidal atrocities. But respect is not confined to a decade. Grace and tact are eternal, and what you've proven with this one picture and those four simple, poorly timed words is that you lack all of these qualities and that your moral character is a lot like your career (and that outfit): unremarkable and tacky. Please use your influence for good as opposed to mere attention.

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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.

Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.

7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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From One Nerd To Another

My contemplation of the complexities between different forms of art.


Aside from reading Guy Harrison's guide to eliminating scientific ignorance called, "At Least Know This: Essential Science to Enhance Your Life" and, "The Breakthrough: Immunotherapy and the Race to Cure Cancer" by Charles Graeber, an informative and emotional historical account explaining the potential use of our own immune systems to cure cancer, I read articles and worked on my own writing in order to keep learning while enjoying my winter break back in December. I also took a trip to the Guggenheim Museum.

I wish I was artistic. Generally, I walk through museums in awe of what artists can do. The colors and dainty details simultaneously inspire me and remind me of what little talent I posses holding a paintbrush. Walking through the Guggenheim was no exception. Most of the pieces are done by Hilma af Klint, a 20th-century Swedish artist expressing her beliefs and curiosity about the universe through her abstract painting. I was mostly at the exhibit to appease my mom (a K - 8th-grade art teacher), but as we continued to look at each piece and read their descriptions, I slowly began to appreciate them and their underlying meanings.

I like writing that integrates symbols, double meanings, and metaphors into its message because I think that the best works of art are the ones that have to be sought after. If the writer simply tells you exactly what they were thinking and how their words should be interpreted, there's no room for imagination. An unpopular opinion in high school was that reading "The Scarlet Letter" by Nathaniel Hawthorne was fun. Well, I thought it was. At the beginning of the book, there's a scene where Hawthorne describes a wild rosebush that sits just outside of the community prison. As you read, you are free to decide whether it's an image of morality, the last taste of freedom and natural beauty for criminals walking toward their doom, or a symbol of the relationship between the Puritans with their prison-like expectations and Hester, the main character, who blossoms into herself throughout the novel. Whichever one you think it is doesn't matter, the point is that the rosebush can symbolize whatever you want it to. It's the same with paintings - they can be interpreted however you want them to be.

As we walked through the building, its spiral design leading us further and further upwards, we were able to catch glimpses of af Klint's life through the strokes of her brush. My favorite of her collections was one titled, "Evolution." As a science nerd myself, the idea that the story of our existence was being incorporated into art intrigued me. One piece represented the eras of geological time through her use of spirals and snails colored abstractly. She clued you into the story she was telling by using different colors and tones to represent different periods. It felt like reading "The Scarlet Letter" and my biology textbook at the same time. Maybe that sounds like the worst thing ever, but to me it was heaven. Art isn't just art and science isn't just science. Aspects of different studies coexist and join together to form something amazing that will speak to even the most untalented patron walking through the museum halls.

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