Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Okay, not for making out. But I feel very sexy when I’m able to apply makeup, when my makeup is organized and duplicated between cars, so I’m never all, “Shit, it’s in the other car!” These are my some of…

Nashville with Brandy and a bottle of  Tresseme Smooth Frizz-Fighting Hair Spray Gel
Know what kills me about living in Boca Raton? No, it’s not the humidity. It’s seeing the same uglyass hair on every other woman. We all know…

I can’t believe I haven’t updated this online journal with all my STUFF. Because as much as I try to shop for others, who can ignore a “FREE Overnight Shipping” promise from MAC Cosmetics? “Not I,” said the fox.
I’ve…

There’s a “Season Kick Off” party here at Woodfield this weekend, said to be “A bat-mitzvah on crack.” I’m on the fence about going. First, we’re not big dancers. I wish we were, I do. But, we’re not. Phil’s especially…

I have to write it all down before I get there. Because once I’m in that room, I suddenly forget why I’m there. “Just give me a sec,” I say, trying to click my way to some saved list on…

Packing is elevated to a whole new level when half your wardrobe is too big, a quarter too small, half outdated, a portion stained or damaged by pits or wine or the moth problem Phil had in Manhattan (so fcuking…

Because really, this is what happens when you grow up and have children. You no longer have the luxury of shopping with friends. It’s rare, and it used to be a given. Weekends were spent weaving in and out of…

Rather Harsh, no? From Neiman Marcus look book, 2010. Everything looks so fierce. Which I guess is fine for Vegas at night, but imagine doing the walk of shame in any of these come daylight?
Goal: To pack as little…