Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

The Bachelor, Ben Flajnik, sent Chicago girl Elyse Myers packing tonight. It happens. I have (almost) nothing to say about it other than these two things: 1) “What did I do wrong” is “the wrong.” Going there, blaming ourselves for…

A Pink Escalade Pulls Up To A Nail Salon Demanding a Shellac Manicure
You can tell just about all there is to know about a city based on the goods it sells roadside. Forget the country-wide offerings at seasonal fruit…

First days living in a new state have nothing to do with a new state of mind. That is, adjusting isn’t all about your attitude. Yes, people say that happiness parboils down to a positive outlook. That one can carp…

When I first moved to Texas I met a fellow New Yorker—we’ll call her Lindsay—who couldn’t stop kvetching (dead-on-balls-accurate diction) about all Texas wasn’t. Her body was in Austin, but her mind, and mouth, was still in New Yawk.
“Yeah,…

Packing is elevated to a whole new level when half your wardrobe is too big, a quarter too small, half outdated, a portion stained or damaged by pits or wine or the moth problem Phil had in Manhattan (so fcuking…

I realize I’ve fallen off the planet (aka been in Florida). No, I haven’t been working. I’ve been enjoying, though, which is something. Actually, isn’t it the whole point? Work should feel delicious and make you giddy. Only, I’ve been…

If you knew the actual date when someone close to you was going to die, would you treat them differently as the day drew nearer? Would you make an effort to make more? More memories, more laughter, more lasagna. If…

The cookies that I made last night SUCK. White chocolate dipped cherry shortbread cookies. Yes, it sounds like a nice flavor profile, the cooling effect of white chocolate, similar to that of the inside of a truffle, and the fanciful…