Sunday, October 7, 2018 - 5:14pm

When I was 11 years old, I decided to wear a headscarf. I knew I would eventually wear one because as a Muslim, I believe it’s required of me. While others don’t, it all depends on people’s personal beliefs. My close friends wore one, and so did my mom, so it seemed like the appropriate time to take the plunge. When I told my mom I wanted to wear a scarf, she took me out to buy headscarves for girls my age. Before I knew it, the day came when I chose to wear one in public for the first time. It was pretty anticlimactic.

Wednesday, October 3, 2018 - 2:39pm

I have to be totally honest. I wasn’t sure what to write about this week for Off The Record — I always have my Lena Dunham, Jennifer Lawrence and Amy Schumer trinity of problematic white women piece on standby, but as a pop culture blogger, I wanted to stay current and relevant.

Bless J.K. Rowling for having the exact same problem and dealing with it in the most absurd ways.

Monday, October 1, 2018 - 6:26pm
Akanksha Sahay

When so much of my news is disseminated into 20-word summaries with a link to an article as I scroll through my social media, it is really easy to remain distanced from the impact of current events. In fact, on Sept. 6, 2018, it took at least four posts about the same thing for me to realize what monumental change had just occurred — the Indian Supreme Court declared Section 377 of the Indian Penal Code to be unconstitutional.

Monday, October 1, 2018 - 6:23pm
Efe Edevbie

25 vs. 7: A Debate Over Album Length in the Streaming Age

“It’s 25 songs?”

My initial reaction to the track listing of Scorpion by Drake had nothing to do with interesting track titles like “Ratchet Happy Birthday” or “Can’t Take A Joke” — it was about how obnoxiously long the Toronto artist’s newest project was going to be.

Sunday, September 30, 2018 - 5:24pm

Walking into one of the many bodegas on Mt. Pleasant Street in Washington, D.C., I’m instantly greeted in Spanish by the cashier. Without hesitation, I respond in Spanish, but I am not Latino. The first time I walked into what would become my regular barbershop on Georgia Avenue, the man yelled for someone to “take care of the light-skinned guy,” but I am not Black. In the elevator at University Towers last year on my way to work out, a woman tapped me on the shoulder and made me turn around and take out my earbuds only to ask, “Excuse me, are you Ethiopian?

Sunday, September 30, 2018 - 5:03pm
MiC logo

I have been learning the English language for 15 years now. I have improved from learning vowels to now writing in a second language. Fifteen years is long enough to have mastered a skill, yet there are still some words in English I can never pronounce.

Veggie patty, water, letter

Sunday, September 30, 2018 - 5:01pm
MiC logo

On Sept. 15, I attended the third annual Palipalooza, a Palestine-centered concert in Chicago, on behalf of Learning for the Empowerment and Advancement of Palestinians.

Sunday, September 30, 2018 - 4:57pm
Chinatown Arch in Washington, D.C.

“Do you even have Chinese cooks? This tastes like cardboard,” my mother yelled in Mandarin at the poor, unsuspecting waitress. She was very unimpressed by the food we tried at the “authentic” Chinese restaurant at Chinatown in Washington, D.C. Despite the traditional archway and the Chinese characters on the signage along the streets, there was not much authenticity remaining in this section of the city.

Tuesday, September 25, 2018 - 7:51pm
NCT Dream

It’s 2018 and I oddly find myself buying physical albums. My package came last week via the Korea Post, a direct indicator of the cultural aspect of We Go Up, the second mini album by South Korean teenage boy group NCT Dream. Though I lack the means to actually play my new CD, my purchase isn’t solely a disc, but something that feels more uniquely personal.

Tuesday, September 25, 2018 - 6:07pm

I’ve obsessed over “Sister, Sister,” a TV show about twins separated at birth and reunited, since I first stumbled upon it in elementary school. Back then, I liked it because it was funny and entertaining. But now, as I still watch it 19 years after its final episode aired, I’m realizing how much the show really meant to me.