Let it breed? By Cintra Wilson
Life, that ruthless old jester, gives me a jab in the womb
(12/16/97)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Flexed to death: Americans are addicted to stimulating themselves -- sometimes to death
(12/02/97)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
I got some news: I'm getting married
(11/18/97)
The Awful Truth By
Cintra Wilson
Dripping Fawcett: After her hideous soft-core debut, it's clear that
Farrah Fawcett needs to take some lessons from Mr. Cheese, Burt Reynolds,
in the art of American Redemption
(11/04/97)
My cash ain't
nothing but trash By Cintra Wilson
The author's parents left her a legacy whose worth cannot be measured
in vulgar coin: a terminally ludicrous relation to money
(10/27/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Wuthering bites: Knowing too much about love lets the air out of the
romantic balloon
(10/07/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Tyranny is a supermodel in Nike crosstrainers
(09/23/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Why artists should not be allowed out in public: of writers who won't
shut up, aging, flat-assed ballet teachers, little dancy-girls who waddle
around like quail and other horrors
(07/29/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Fear and self-medicating in L.A.
(07/15/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
A wedding in Astoria, Queens! and other
heartwarming works by Hieronymus Bosch
(07/01/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Babies who stink
(06/17/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Confessions of a weekend yoga-ranch lesbian
(06/03/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
N.Y. performers' credo: Look at my deformed penis!
(04/22/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Ike Turner e-mailed me -- and he's pissed!
(04/08/97)
Oscar Post-Mortem By Cintra Wilson
The 69th Oscars: The dowdy, the disabled and the Devil
(03/25/97)
The
Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Breaking up is fun to do: Getting rid
of Boy Strange
(03/11/97)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Love songs from the dead
(02/25/97)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
The unbearable cuteness of heroin
(2/11/97)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Eat this shit and you'll be Americanized: life in the world's most surreal nation
(1/27/97)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Hollywood's Wailing Uterus. Grand mal meltdowns, preferrably naked, are the latest craze for Hollywood actresses
(1/13/97)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Tickling Elmo until he bleeds cash from both googly eyes
(12/23/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Relearning to brainwash our nation's youth
(12/2/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
For marriage to work, the two contenders should be psychic animals of the same size, weight and tolerance for blood
(11/18/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
A razor in the Big Apple: Halloween, Cintra style
(11/4/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Brit Eddie Izzard is proof that a chubby transvestite comic can be real and true and good — but never successful in America
(10/21/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
The proper care and feeding of a New York celebrity
(9/23/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Our columnist descends into the bottomless flaming pit at an Ike Turner concert
(9/9/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Our columnist visits Action Park and prophesies an amusement apocalypse
(8/26/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Our columnist explains why Olympic women's gymnastics are worse than veal
(8/5/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Mexico City Blues. South of the border, our sundress-clad columnist finds feral mariachis and the luck of the drunk
(7/22/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Our columnist proposes her own version of the "sexiest man alive" contest -- scary-legit and street-credible cool
(7/8/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
At New York's Museum of Modern Art, Picasso inspires an idiot epiphany
(6/24/96)
The Awful Truth. By Cintra Wilson
Key sartorial advice: White is the new black. Keep it to yourself
(6/10/96)
The Awful Truth. By Cintra Wilson
In memoriam. She could never imagine life without him. Now he's gone
(5/27/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Our columnist sacks Iceland in a vain quest for Nordic rummage
(5/13/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
They were pulsing with female hormones. But The Squeezebox might not have been the best place to take their manhunt
(4/29/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Laugh, Laugh, I Thought I'd Die: A brief trip to an "alternative" comedy club
convinces our heroine that certain psyches should never disrobe in
public
(4/6/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
The Beautiful and the Damned: Spiritualists of the Lower East Side
(3/23/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Childbirth: A Barbarian Absurdity That Must be Eliminated
(3/9/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Our City Kicks Your City's Ass. New York newbie Cintra Wilson turns treacherously on her former home, L.A.
(2/24/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Happy Valentine's Day -- now shut up and dig your trench. Cintra Wilson on breaking up
(2/10/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Desirous of improving her bank account, Cintra Wilson, a.k.a Frankenhooker, attempts to write for Mademoiselle magazine. Bad things happen
(1/27/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Cintra Wilson investigates the bogus Freemason footwear conspiracy and concludes that Satan don't wear clunky shoes
(1/13/96)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Cintra Wilson withstands the onslaught of gyrating velour robot animals in a nightmarish trip to Disney's Magic Kingdom
(12/2/95)
The Awful Truth By Cintra Wilson
Cintra Wilson bravely ventures into the land of chemically-assisted living, only to discover that the entire adult population of Los Angeles is already there
(11/20/95)