You guise. I think I may have officially earned one of my first New York stripes. I can apply lipstick in a moving cab (that I flagged myself, like a BOSS). And now that I no longer have to hold on for dear life when riding...
For all the talking that I do--I mean, I could literally never stop--I think I'm pretty private. There is a difference between being friendly and chatty and just telling everyone your business. It's something that I struggle with, even on this blog. I constantly ask...
The past week has been one big instance of 'is this my life?' I went to a country concert. And I danced a little bit. But mostly, I sipped my beer. I held the can with a napkin and drank it with a straw and tried...
Four weeks ago, today, I had one of those perfect New York moments, that I'm so fond of. I was sent out with the task of interviewing street style legend Tziporah (like the one in the Bible and where Sephora gets it's name) Salamon. Let...
The minute that Arianna said that she wanted to swim with the dolphins, I knew that I wanted to, really bad, but I didn't bring stuff to do my hair if it got wet. My brain went into overdrive. I could make a high bun and...
Y'all. June Ambrose complimented me. I almost wanted to fall out. And Donna Karan stopped to let me interview her when I called her name. I felt like a legit journalist. I woke up on a Saturday at 6:00am to shower, get dressed and make it...
"Thank you for calling the New York Times, please say the name of the person you are calling," a deep voice said on the other end of the phone. I said the name before realizing that I wasn't taking to a real person but a...
Y'all. This heat is no joke. It's bringing out the worst in people. But also the very best. And just when I fix my mouth to complain, God tells me several different times to shut the eff up. I had a pretty long day yesterday. Long...
I know that life is not Sex and the City. But I keep having 'Carrie' moments. Looking at these pictures, I'm remembering them. It started because I broke my 'Channing' necklace. I like to wear it with everything, even when you can't see it. I know...
... or Yves Laurent Paris. Whatever they are calling themselves these days. Okay so my mom is obsessed with Nordstrom and twice a year we get up at the butt crack of chilly dawn for their Cosmetic Trends Show. It's really a lot of fun with a...