Dear Prince Charming, This blank where there should be a target. A bullseye waiting for the the swift sharp darts of my love. I had one set up a while back. My boyfriend kept running back and forth in front of it, and once in a while what was supposed to hit you, hit him … [Read more…]
Minimalism. Have you heard about it? It’s a seductive idea. The promise of less surfaces accumulating soot-dust (a local NYC variety) beckons me like a siren call. As a New Yorker, for whom each quarter inch of apartment space costs dollars in rent, the idea of living joyfully with less stuff sounds like getting a … [Read more…]
Today I went to a friend’s East Village apartment for brunch. Get this – I did not have ONE Mimosa. Or Bloody Mary. Are drinks capitalized? Like states? but not languages? I’m not googling it. I’m leaving it. Anyway, I did not have any alcohol – and this was by design. It was a catered brunch with … [Read more…]