Kari Jenkins

Summer might be winding down, but this city sure isn’t. The kids are heading back to school, the tourists are on their way back home, and somehow Long Beach still […]

When I was a little girl, my dad used to walk me over to Russell’s in Naples — this tiny little diner tucked into Naples Plaza, the kind of place

Y’all. Look at the calendar with me for a second. We’ve got, what, two weeks of “real” summer left before everyone’s back-to-school brain kicks in and pumpkin spice starts creeping

Grab your iced latte (or your third gummy of the day, no judgment) because this weekend is stacked. We’re talking art, pride, wrestling, reggae, and live music all happening within

Let’s get one thing straight before we start: I am a certified gummy girl. That’s it, that’s my whole cannabis personality. I don’t own a grinder, I don’t take bong

Okay, it’s officially August, babes, which means we are DEEP in it — peak summer, sun blazing, sidewalks basically radiating heat like a personal oven. It’s hot hotty hot out

Here’s the thing about living in a city with six-plus miles of coastline: you stop noticing it. You drive down Ocean, you glance left, you think “yep, still there,” and

Alright, Long Beach — the forecast is basically “sunny, hot, and no excuses to stay inside.” If you’re not tripping out to the Vans Warped Tour this weekend, don’t you

Look, I’m going to save you a whole afternoon of doom-scrolling Reddit threads and arguing with strangers in the comments: I’ve lived here my whole life, and I’m about to