Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Yes, I’ll be on the TV Food Network this Thursday, December 8, 9 p.m. ET/PT.  Me with my cookie swap posse.  If you’re so inclined set your TiVo to Winning Holiday Cookies.  I haven’t seen the segment, other than the…

Aside from Pride & Prejudice (where Ms. Keira giggled entirely too much), I’ve had a bad run at movies lately. The Weather Man, Shop Girl, The Ice Harvest… they were all sub-par.  I broke the streak with Walk The Line,…

Make no doubt about it I’m into men.  The smell and stubble, the hard parts, the muscles wrapped around one another like braids.  But tonight, even the fat women look hot.  I’ve seen the bulge that happens to your torso…

Explain this to me like I’m a pig-tailed 4-year-old niece, okay?  I know a 40-year-old guy–we’ll call him The Slap–who has never been married, insists on Cavalli and Versace jeans, the embroidered kind, and silicone women.  He’ll offer, in a…

You’ve just ordered us food and made me say, "Ali Babba" with a peculiar Indian accent, despite it being Turkish food.  You let me watch Uptown Girls, despite wanting to punt Dakota Fanning.  I love you, love us, love this–lamb…

This weekend, I was out in LA with the suitor and friends to celebrate my friend Smelly’s 30th birthday.  She was there for work, so we figured we’d keep her company.  When I arrived, and after standing in line for…

My friend Beth is dating an “I don’t know if” guy.  I don’t know if…he’s gay.  Here are the facts about her "tough call" guy, as she has relayed them to me over spinach artichoke dip at Houston’s:
Walking through…

There’s a woman in the bus seat across from me wearing a quilted long puffer coat with a folded Louis Vuitton garment bag in her lap.  At her feet stand an unmarked brown shopping bag (I presume from a sample…