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Kristina Cappuccilli graduated from Manhattanville College in May 2011 with a bachelor’s degree in Communications.
During her time as a college student, she interned at notable companies throughout Manhattan, including Bad Boy Entertainment and Cosmopolitan Magazine. The internships proved to be just as challenging and rewarding as she’d hoped, giving her loads of experience and teaching her that hard work actually does pay off.
After applying to editorial position after editorial position throughout the summer following graduation, she decided that getting a foot in the door was better than not having a job at all. For about a year, she worked as part of an administrative support team at an executive search firm in Manhattan. This first job served as a lesson in existing in the corporate world and also facilitated her ability to move out of her parents' house and into an apartment in Astoria.
As of October 2012, she waved goodbye to Job #1 as she took her first steps into the media world and welcomed Job #2. At MKTG INC, an experiential marketing company in the Meatpacking District, she started out at the bottom rung as receptionist. After seven months of answering phones and dipping her hands in any creative hat she could find, she was promoted to Assistant Event Manager, where she contributes to the execution of over 5,000 events per year in NYC alone. In addition to her role at MKTG INC, she serves as Blogger and Community Manager at Swoon, an online dating application available on all Android phones. She is responsible for creating the “voice” of Swoon, as well as generating daily editorial content featured on all social media channels.
Follow her on Twitter at @kriscappawhat.
Ladies, the jig is up. As much as we hate to admit it, and no matter how many times we deny (deny, deny), we all have one or two guilty pleasures that we’d prefer the world didn’t know about. As a matter of fact, one of my guiltiest (and perhaps, most shameful) pleasures re-entered my life. Yes, you guessed it, The Real Housewives of New Jersey premiered last night on Bravo TV.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that you don’t necessarily have to walk in someone’s shoes in order to empathize with the journey they make in them.
As we have all seen firsthand, the evolution of blogging invites and accepts all kinds of writers, be they inexperienced or well-versed, rookies or veterans. It does not discriminate, it does not alienate, and it certainly does not censor.
In the spirit of Mother’s Day (for all you no-memory havin’ slackers, it’s this Sunday!), I thought it would be appropriate to scale it back and pay tribute to where it all started (literally).
To ease all of the tension during such a stressful time of the year, some brilliant, anonymous individual came up with a way to allow these women to enjoy a delicious meal without feeling guilty: International No Diet Day.
Meet Tavi Gevinson, a Chicago-bred pre-adolescent who, by age 11, singlehandedly pioneered a Fashion blog that attracted attention from national media outlets.
My point is, being happy shouldn’t be as complicated of a process as we make it out to be.
Francine Wheeler could have been one of us; Francine Wheeler is each and every one of us.
In 2012, the face of the feminine perspective became synonymous with the face of Sandra Fluke, a Georgetown University Law Center student and women’s rights activist who stood up to the heat while everyone else searched for a seat in the back row.
If Ellen DeGeneres has taught us anything (besides the fact that laughter is definitely the best medicine), it’s that you should never be ashamed of who you are.
The next time you stop to consider where all the kindhearted celebrities have drifted off to (besides prison and rehab), remind yourself that they’re still out there. Sometimes, they even come in the form of a young Hollywood celebrity who happens to have her head on straight.
Among the many A-Listers that have continued to meet the above description, there is one name that comes bubbling up to the surface a bit faster than the others these days. Obviously, I’m talking about Jennifer Lawrence.
Let’s get rid of the cattiness we all claim to despise and welcome an era of feminine comradery that is long overdue.
Every once in a while, we long distance couples have the chance to stick it to the God of Relationships and be extra romantic, in spite of all those stubborn miles.
Not to piss on your “stripper dancing/foam party ” parade or anything, but there is far more to Vegas than meets the tourist-driven eye.
And the morals of the story are, 1) The truth will always come out and 2) You cannot escape fate.
Drawing from the mediocre and otherwise inconsequential moments in our lives, this episode begins with the triviality of all trivialities: a phone call.
What could these two new musicians tell me that I hadn’t already heard come out of previous artists’ mouths? I could tell you, but it might be more fun to let their lips do the talking. Tune out what you’ve heard and pay no mind to what you think you already know. Step outside of your bubble and take a peek into the wild side. The air is much better out here. Go ahead and jump. I dare you.
Contrary to popular opinion (and the overwrought female stereotype), the month of February isn’t all chocolate hearts and bright red roses.
Not sure of the difference between “good crazy” and “bad crazy?” Here’s a hint: anything involving fire, death threats, and a blonde girl named, Jeanette classifies as “really bad crazy.” Don’t believe me? See for yourself.
Before watching last night’s Once Upon A Time, I had to step back and remind myself where it left off. That’s when I remembered The Giant visiting Storybrook, Regina teaming up with Cora, Belle’s memory loss, and Rumpel’s mission to find his son. Without further ado, here’s what you missed on OUAT.
Another hilarious, HIMYM-bred theory was put on the table, Alan Thicke (Growing Pains) and Dave Coulier (Full House) were guest stars, and Robin Sparkles underwent a major transformation.
We’re curious about places we’ve never seen or heard about, wanting to dive into the unknown to fulfill the legacy of the quotes we’re so influenced by. We’re left in a perpetual state of wanderlust.
Yes, the rumors are true. I am a devout worshipper and long-lost admirer of the man who cried an entire river and still managed to make it look sexy.
Think of how much time we’ve wasted on generically branded songs. Think of globally universal lyrics. Think of peeling back layers of music instead of listening to flat sounds. Think of musical ingenuity. Think of Tru Def.
If I were a gambling woman, I’d bet that quite a few of our FTS readers are football fanatics who spent Sunday night pacing the living room and getting heartburn every time an interception was thrown (Sorry, Tommy boy. Too soon, Pats fans?). So for those of you who fit into this category, here’s what you missed on last night’s Once Upon A Time!
Although the episode shed zero light on the identity of Ted’s wife (probably because we learned so much vital information last week–the forearm!), it did remind me why I loved the show in the first place.
What better way to glorify the socially acceptable love affair I have with the CBS series, How I Met Your Mother than to make it my personal weekly duty to report on the latest findings from each episode.
This year, before you try to tackle the world, try tackling that pile of dirty clothes that have been sitting in the corner of your bedroom since November 2012.
This isn’t some newly discovered topic that hasn’t already broken the argumentative surface–it’s weed, people!
The next time you find yourself scouring your dusty shelves for on an old pair of graduation goggles, think before you act.
I had a love affair with the South and I don’t regret a damn bit of it.
At the end of the day, it’s up to you to create your own happiness.
The Cabin Fever Effect is one that I can’t quite seem to escape from or understand.
As if the mundane distractions aren’t enough of a reason to throw a middle finger up at the work day by 3 o’clock every afternoon, you have a not-so-secret admirer eye-banging the hell out of you.
There are few things that annoy me more than an awkward flirter.
Imagine my shock and surprise when I graduated in May with a BA in Communications, zero job prospects, and a freshman boyfriend
I can’t say that the advice I’m about to give you was etched in stone and handed down by the Gods themselves, but after being in a handful of relationships, both really good and really bad, they’ve never failed me.
The only thing that sucked more than graduating from college was realizing how much worse it was going to get before it got any better.
How did we turn from a gender united under common ground to a dissonant society of aggressive Plastics?
Let this be a lesson to all celebrities (because they clearly have nothing better to do than read my blog post, duh): Think twice before you throw your middle finger to the cameras and negatively impact your young fans.
Break out those white pants for the final time (if you follow the Labor Day rule), grab your girlfriends (yes, all of them), and head to the theatre; because the last summer comedy of 2012 is coming to the big screen, and it’s calling your name.
All it took was one night for me to realize just how sweet the sweet life really is.
Men and women, for better or worse, forever and ever, will never be on the same page with one another.
Her name is Joan Harris and she does just fine with a pencil skirt.
What is technology really doing to our relationships?
Air conditioning, deodorant, and skyscrapers included
I dedicate this blog to long distance relationships: why they suck and why we stick around.
Herein lies the difficult part; the five reasons why my excitement to move into the city and end the torturous commuter life I was living came to a tire-screeching halt. Brace yourselves, this could get emotional.
Like every lesson you’ve been taught up until this point in your life, there are a few things you need to remember before leaping into the unknown abyss known as Senior Year
A special thank you to every man out there who manages to tolerate our feminine power trips without taking to alcoholism.
Here are five artists with five different sounds and one mutual dream: to make music.
Melanie C. from Peapack, New Jersey shares her story
Dylan Potts from Hoboken, NJ
Somehow, after years of violent outbursts and recklessness, the world is taken aback by the details of his latest scandal involving comedic writer, Jenny Johnson.
For all the Daddy’s girls (and boys) who get too caught up in their everyday lives to thank them for all their love and support throughout the years, make this holiday season extra special.
Allow me to ring in the Holiday season with an overwrought, been-there-done-that-1,000-times tradition: saying thank-you.
I have to be honest; my inner 90’s kid reaction when I first heard the news of a BMW spin-off was nothing short of optimistic.