Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Sometimes, in retrospect, you realize it was better left unsaid. That, or it was better for the book.…

view more photos from the night It’s too nice outside to write, and Linus is literally whining as he paws at the window. So I’ll leave you with these thumbnails as the storytellers. Saw Sarah Hudson bang it out at…

So Casey Johnson’s tit popped out at Milieu on Wednesday. Big deal. Mine popped out at Gallery last night–well nearly; the strap of my shirt broke. Thankfully, I caught it before pulling a Janet. “Stephanie, um, can I hold something…

Today I stole a cab from old people. I ran and beat them to the cab, in the rain. “Sorry, I’ve been waiting a long time.” I said as I slid into the back seat of the cab.
“Well so…

I used to work for Tim & Nina Zagat. I devoured restaurant surveys and highlighted the creative and the witty. I thought in blurbs. I ate free letter by letter, and my fret was never the bill but which fork…

Me and Beyonce courtesy of Chris London of ManhattanSociety.com
Click here to view all the pics from the night It’s a Sunday night in the city, and I’m itching to go out come Sunday morning. I issue a stockpile email…

I’m no athlete. I tried to pretend with soccer all through high school. My positions: stopper and sweeper. Mainly, I just liked playing when I was pissed because it gave me permission to shove and kick. Otherwise, while midfield pushed…

When navigating Italy, I disovered a phenomenon. I’ll get lost and request directions of an Italian in English…with an Italian accent. As if he’ll understand, "Spanisha Stepas" more. Where-a should-a I go? I sound like an incompetent American; even worse,…