Stephanie Klein's Greek Tragedy

from day to nars

My skin is pallid. To the point where if my children awoke suddenly and noticed me, they might run to their father and swear it was snowing outside. Or in the bathroom… where I’ve been hiding. Frankly, I need a…

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style post: children’s room decor

A couple of months ago, Phil and I bought Abigail and Sir Beckett their big kid beds. It’s just one of the many transitions they’ll go through. Soon, it will be time to introduce them to separate rooms. I’m guessing…

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bringing order and light to 2010

Every year on the first of January, I’m given another chance. Another opportunity to be the version of me that I want to be. Granted, every day is the first day of the rest of your life, but January begins…

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boyfriend chic ain’t nobody’s friend

May I just say that if you’re anything but a scant cup of sugar, you cannot get away with wearing a boyfriend jacket. Unless, of course, you’d like to be confused for someone’s boyfriend. Then by all means, cuff…

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personal style vs. fashion rut

A QUESTION FROM A GREEK TRAGEDY READER: Hi Stephanie,…

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nashville: food, mood, and “dude, help!”

Woo hoo, my honky ass is in Nashville, TN. I’m here for the Southern Festival of Books this Saturday. I will be speaking on a panel titled "It’s Eating You – Authors Tell All About Fat Camp and Loving…

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putting the allow in halloween (a la tween)

Halloween is fast approaching. You need to arm yourself with more than a bowl of last year’s candy. As a guardian of your daughter’s sacred triangle and tas, it’s your obligation to instill discipline yet remain approachable. Always best to…

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the jealousy test

Diva Boutique in West Hollywood on Melrose far exceeded its name (by a few letters): assholes. Words from the terribly pushy owner/saleswoman "helping" me: "You’re wearing it wrong." "It’s only twenty dollars." "No, let me get your size; I don’t…

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yummie tummie

  In my recent video, Help Me Dress For Weather That’s Hot As Balls, I lifted up my shirt to reveal my Yummie Tummie tank top. It looks like a regular tank top, but it acts like a girl’s…

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he said, she said: the lion, the bitch, and her wardrobe

It was date night, so I put in a little effort. Effort meaning a shower. Little meaning shaving the wee bits. I dabbed on lotion and rifled through the closet for a date-worthy outfit. You know, the ensembles featured…

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