The Lao National Museum/Atlas Obscura

The Lao National Museum/Atlas Obscura

American bombs, morbid memorabilia, and graphic photographs tell the story of the CIA-led “Secret War” from the Pathet Lao perspective. 

For Atlas Obscura

The Weird and Wild History of Toilet Paper/Boxed

The Weird and Wild History of Toilet Paper/Boxed

Think about it: Aside from your phone, what’s one other thing you use every single day?

Still stuck? We’ll give you a hint: 84 million rolls of it are manufactured daily, and the average person goes through 100 rolls a year.

This SEO-rich post was written to drive traffic to Boxed’s best-selling private label toilet paper. It rocketed to the #1 page in search results and brought in over $90,000 in revenue.

'I Pedal That Bike to The High Road': Jill Brown's SOUL Story/Soul-Cycle.com

'I Pedal That Bike to The High Road': Jill Brown's SOUL Story/Soul-Cycle.com

Stuntwoman JILL BROWN survived on-set fights with zombies and the sinking of the Titanic, but when the one-two punch of a car accident and cancer diagnosis threatened to finish her, she took matters into her own hands and found strength at SOUL.

This post is an as-told-to for SoulCycle’s online lifestyle magazine, SoulLife, which I launched for the brand in 2016.

The KonMari Method of Dealing With Grief/Refinery29

The KonMari Method of Dealing With Grief/Refinery29

I am 30 years old. My closets are overflowing with wool coats, shiny at the elbows from use, and belts whose leather curves approximate the shape of a woman’s waist. But the clothes don’t bear marks from my own body; they belonged to my mother, who died when I was 23.

For Refinery29

MIA Vietnam Soldier Laid to Rest 36 Years After Disappearance/HuffPost

MIA Vietnam Soldier Laid to Rest 36 Years After Disappearance/HuffPost

Every Memorial Day, I take out a scrapbook my grandmother made over 40 years ago. Each page is filled with headshots of young men with stiff Air Force hats clamped to their heads, their newly-buzzed hair just visible above formal collars. Some gaze at the camera confidently, their broad shoulders filling the frame, while others appear too young for the uniforms buttoned around their necks. Under every face is the exhortation: WHERE IS HE? My uncle’s face is on page three.

For The Huffington Post