“I had strongly hoped that they would say sweetbreads instead of testicles, but I was wrong” (21) — these are the opening words of Sara Suleri’s “Meatless Days” as she realizes that the Pakistani delicacy is testicles. Here is a story entitled “Meatless,” yet we immediately discover that the primary…

For the past 8 years I have visited my grandmother every year. She is my connection to home, my oldest living relative and has the softest, softest skin that still smells exactly as it did when I’d stroke her face as a child. I have always adored my grandmother Roslyn…

I am really struggling with how to speak about this — a rare occurrence for me, right? You see having grown up in Apartheid South Africa, I have lived my entire life with the painful understanding of my White privilege. But in South Africa our cause was so clear and…

We just moved into a new house as all of this happened and I got around to unpacking my closet today. And it made me really sad! I kind of wanted to put everything back into a box and send it away. I’ve been wearing the same pair of grey…

A week ago I was supposed to leave for a surf trip in Nicaragua. I started getting cold feet after I couldn’t get hold of the airline, and El Salvador, through which we were supposed to transit, closed its doors to foreigners.

A few days before I was set to…

I think we’ve been at home for going on 3 weeks now. Here are my impressions:

- I cannot get out of my pajamas: a pair of grey sweatpants, a tank top and one of three sweatshirts I have on rotation.

- my going out outfit is a grey sweatshirt…

Went to Target today. I took Max as my bodyguard. Yes I know I said I’d never ever ever go there again after my zombie apocalypse shop a few weeks ago when I went in for a bathmat and people were screaming and grabbing paper products and crawling on the…

Yeah, I’m at that point. You know, THAT one. I suspect that some of you might be there too…
- I can no longer wear my grey sweatpants without sinking into some kind of stupor. I now call them my sick pants. They make me feel ill.
- Nothing really seems engaging…

It was the pink. All that pink. All those pink pussy hats. The pink pussy hat that puts you into one very big compartment as a girl. You see, I’m not a girl. I don’t wear pink. I wear leather. And boots. And I’ll kick your ass. And the fact…

(First published on1/1/2018)

I am white. I was 16 when I became a member of the ANC Youth League. My friend Tanya and I joined, meeting in the basement of a church in Tamboerskloof, Cape Town. Of course the ANC was banned in those days, so we were told to…

Alexia Fancypants Bregman

I’m Alexia, Alex, Lexi or Lex, depending on who you are. A musician, writer, kook surfer, serial entrepreneur, creative, vocal and sometimes a little crahzayzy.

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