Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

In high school I had a teacher named Katy Maness , who began all important paragraphs with "Now hear this.  Now hear this."  Paragraphs about assignments or key points in a novel always followed "Now hear this.  Now hear this."  She…

Hot damn. A close friend of mine just started a catering company that’s pretty rock-star. Ahem, you know I’m a foodie, beyond. Come join me in Brooklyn for a free wine tasting at Smith & Vine, 246 Smith St. on…

I’m off soon, heading to Lincoln Center’s Young Patrons Society Autumn Cocktail Party to photograph New Yorkers. I’m not going to lie to you; I’m not in the mood. I’m having "a day." A fat, hungover, my hair is a…

I received a suggestion today that I’m in to mood to respond to:
Can you tell us about your beauty regimen? Make up, hair products,eyebrow waxer, favorite clothing stores? Do you straighten your hair yourself or have it blown out?…

Two things.  First, I’m at Raoul’s, at dinner, where we’ve just finished 2 bottles of Pinot Noir, and my date is in the bathroom.  It’s the first chance I’ve had to look around, ’cause you can’t look around during a…

(I drew this portrait of Linus with a #2 Pencil, and NO, it’s not a Photoshop filter)
I don’t normally have eating days, but sometimes the day calls for it. I don’t necessarily eat everything I order, though I do…

I’ve decided it’s time to taunt my inner fatty. I need comfort beyond blankets, tea, and Linus lickings. I need cookies. Is there anything better than a chocolate chip cookie floating in a pool of milk? I can’t name it.…

I didn’t show up to his Saturday night party because I was “chicken shite.” He phoned me at 5am on this Sunday morning to tell me so.
He was right.
For the most part, I like to avoid situations where…