Why is it that on the coldest day, you never feel quite as crappy as you do on the hottest day? It’s been brutally hot here all week, but I don’t want to complain too much; I know I’m not… Continue Reading
Sorry for the “punt” last week. I was in a haze of exhaustion from schlepping boxes and unpacking. Now, it’s all over, save for my 3 boxes of DVDs that have yet to find a home outside of their cardboard… Continue Reading
Yeah, I know; I should be tied to a tree and pelted mercilessly with rotten eggs. Haven´t we already established that SJP NYC is just another addition to the vast pile of fruity floral bombs that doesn´t need any more… Continue Reading
Evil Auntie Musette started this, and I´m continuing it. This is not about weight, size, or how many times I haven´t been to the gym in the past couple of years. Light is a metaphor for a sense of being.… Continue Reading