After the Big Engagement Reveal, Swifties Are Hoping for a Royal-Style Wedding
Hey there, friend. Picture this: It’s a crisp August evening in 2025, and the world stops scrolling for a hot…
Author: Colten Morar
In Turkey, Your Coffee Comes with a Side of Destiny
Picture this: It’s a crisp autumn evening in Istanbul, the kind where the Bosphorus breeze carries whispers of ancient stories.…
Shadows Over the Baltic: Latvia’s Plea for NATO’s Iron Dome in the Sky
Imagine a crisp September dawn in Riga, the kind where the Daugava River glints like a silver blade under the…
Trump’s TikTok Lifeline: Signing the Deal That Keeps the App Buzzing Under American Wings
Remember that heart-stopping moment back in January 2025? I was in my D.C. apartment, scrolling through TikTok like half the…
Shadow Selves and Tinsel Gowns: What We Saw at New York Fashion Week
I remember my first New York Fashion Week like it was yesterday—back in 2012, fresh out of college, armed with…
Microsoft Cuts Cloud Services to Israeli Military Unit Over Palestinian Surveillance: Tech’s Ethical Reckoning in the Shadow of Gaza
Stand outside a Microsoft data center in the Netherlands—vast, humming warehouses where petabytes of the world’s secrets sleep in the…
Musk’s Starlink Service Back Up After Brief Outage Affects Thousands of Users: A Wake-Up Call from the Stars
Hey, remember that stormy night in rural Montana back in 2023? I’m hunkered down in a creaky cabin, the wind…
ESA Sounds Alarm on Satellite Monopolies: As Airbus, Thales, and Leonardo’s Mega-Merger Looms, Europe’s Space Future Hangs in the Balance
I can still picture it: That crisp October morning in 2024, standing on the viewing platform at Europe’s Spaceport in…
The Best Looks from the 2025 Venice Film Festival
Ah, Venice in late summer—canals shimmering like liquid gold, the air thick with that salty Adriatic breeze, and suddenly, the…
Australia’s Social Media Ban for Teens Draws Praise at UN: A Bold Move to Shield Kids from Digital Shadows
Hey, let’s kick this off with a memory that still tugs at me. It’s 2019, and I’m in a sun-drenched…