A Different Side of Benton

When you first walk into the State Historical Society of Missouri’s art gallery, what will immediately catch your eye is the gigantic George Caleb Bingham piece “Order No. 11.” Or perhaps if you say hello to the man behind the desk, the huge portrait of President Truman and his family painted by Greta Kempton will be the first painting you see. But neither of these pieces will prepare you for what lies around the corner.   Continue reading

By The Way, This Play is for Those Over 70

When my composition professor first told me I would need to pick something to review, other than the Jonas Brothers’ concert–I was heartbroken to say the least. So while looking through my options, I stumbled upon something called Talking Horse Theatre and a little play called By the Way, Meet Vera Stark produced by Adam Brietzke. After reading a quick synopsis. “Young black maid in the fifties struggles through Hollywood to make it big” I decided it was worth a shot, and that I’d probably enjoy it more than an art exhibit. I was half right.  Continue reading

How to Try to Hit a Softball

I initially wanted to try to teach you how to hit a softball, but then thought better of it as some people just might not be able to hit the ball, no matter how hard they try or how good my advice is. There are also a million different approaches a batter can take up at the plate, so who am I to tell you my approach is the best, or the only way you can hit the ball? I instead decided I would give you all the knowledge you would, in theory, need to try to hit the ball Continue reading

How to Get Skin Like a K-Pop Idol

At the risk of sounding arrogant, I get a lot of compliments on my skin. I usually get them when I have a nice layer of BB cream on. It makes my skin look natural and dewy while still covering up any “imperfections.” But that alone does not make my skin look flawless. I’m here to tell you that a good foundation application always starts with a good skin care routine.

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Just Ask

It was the summer going into my freshmen year of high school. Most other people my age were anxious over all the changes about to happen: new school, new teachers, and new friends. But for me, I was obsessing over the new mare that had recently been brought to the stable I ride at. Continue reading