Stephanie Klein's Greek Tragedy

get organized (before it all turns to excrement)

For now, a photo will be my thousand words. Shown here: Sofas for snuggles, a basket of stuffed you-name-it's, a puzzle table doubling as storage for baby doll toilets and bottles. Apparently they do shit where they eat. What lives…

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what’s your “what if” upgrade?

I began this blog over six years ago. In that time I've posted about wants and dreams and pie in the sky ifs. I've also covered disappointments and the danger of having unrealistic expectations. I've discovered one of…

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from glitz to grits

I'm obsessed with the South. Moved by it. The "what's that got to do with the price of butter" sayings, roadkill baked goods, dove hunt dinners, the ironic formality found in such a slow-paced, porch-drunk, June bug of a place.…

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where the real magic (now) happens

I went to couples therapy alone last week. The Suitor was out of town, in New York, giving me a rambunctious case of food jealousy with his updates about Nobu 57, Bobby Van's, The Brandy Library, Spring Lounge, Onieals…

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“the after”

Last year I asked for a wee bit of interior design help (photos included). We made small changes. And while I'd love floor to ceiling curtains, I'm so much happier with this room, as is. Could it use a…

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oops is the best part: what’s your holitude?

It’s that time of year when I want to change my ringtone from Default to Deck The Halls, or, more accurately, to my favorite holiday song of all-time (sorry Santa Baby): Silver Bells.  It’s the season of holiday party invites,…

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interior design help

Apartment Therapy came to me asking if they could feature my workspace on their site. The thing of it is, I don't have a workspace. I work everywhere. All I need is a laptop and sometimes some liquor. I will…

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looking back while moving forward

The past seems easier sometimes, and I think holding onto it allows me, somehow, to move forward. I always hear how you have to let the past go, have to live in the moment, control your now. I think I'm…

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esteemin’ in the steam room

It's something you don't think about when buying a new home.  You circle communities sizing up houses, double-checking the school district details.  Will the kitchen need to be gutted?  Wallpaper stripped?  Fixtures altered?  What are the property taxes?  Are there…

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throwing in the guest towel

"On a bedside table, place a single flower bloom in a simple glass, a nice clock, and a selection of books suited to your guest’s taste," Martha says.  I wouldn't know where to begin with books, beyond guides to Austin. …

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