Lost Cats, Lost Time
Some days I wake up feeling like shit. Irrationally so. Reading, really reading slowly not skimming this new (sort of—I knew it seemed familiar then remembered reading an extremely abbreviated version in O Magazine awhile […]
For the Win
How many '80s revivals have their been in the past nineteen years? I think you already know my feelings on the matter (mostly in regard to music, but fashion too) but today's New York Times […]
JCPenney For Your Thoughts
Unless the Manhattan JCPenney mannequins are radically different from the ones at the Queens JCPenney, it would be impossible to call them obese (yes, I’ve heard of hyperbole and creative license). They’re not even borderline […]
The Sincerest Form of Flattery
Speaking of snobs. I could be incorrectly remembering this story (I’ll verify details later) but a friend used to live in a Williamsburg building off the Grand Ave. stop, a weird building that had an […]
Elite Forces
I don’t know if it’s the political climate, the mainstreaming of the internet or what but based on totally random anecdotal evidence there appears to be a distressing movement toward commenters labeling people they don’t […]
We Don’t Serve Your Kind Here
I'm only a few weeks away from my impending Portland trip. My itinerary is in order and Burgerville, the seasonal/locavore fast food chain that was simply a burger joint back in my day, was on […]
More and More to Love
More to Love is confusing for many reasons (as opposed to Dance Your Ass Off, which doesn't even pretend to be earnest). I couldn't even watch the second episode. If 2/3 of Americans are truly […]
Booty Call
Yes, I’m still mesmerized by products bearing my name. Or should I say, vaguely resembling my name. I wasn’t sure what to make of the Cristaa boldly displayed in a promotional Steve Madden email today. […]
Osteoporosis Can’t Be Far Behind
I thought that my last Friday dinner throw up mishap and general malaise last week were the result of birthday weekend over-imbibing, but now I’m not so sure. I called in sick Monday because my […]
Creeping Up the Hill
Unprompted, every year I put up a birthday photo. You know, marking passage of time and all that. This is technically a 36-year-old about five hours away from officially turning 37. Yes, it’s in a […]