As of Monday, I’m in-between jobs. Okay, fine. I’m unemployed. For the first time since college graduation. Back then, I passed up a European back-packing extravaganza to find a job in New York. Not sure what I was thinking, but … Continue reading
A couple years ago, Jude Law walked straight into me in SoHo and I almost screamed at him. Then I looked up and saw who he was so, yeah, I just kept walking. Back then, that was my best celebrity … Continue reading
Dear Miriam, I’m definitely the Monica in my relationship. I’m really Type A with OCD, and Shaun is basically the opposite. I need to plan ahead, and sometimes he’ll tell me at the last minute that we have to go … Continue reading
Full disclosure: We wrote this before the Oscar nominations were announced. Also, we have nothing to do with the Academy. Except when it comes to snarky fashion commentaries. Miriam: When Ellyn and I were first brainstorming for this blog, one … Continue reading
As soon as we catch up on work, cure our colds, and recover from the holidays, we’ll be back. This is just a very brief hiatus, and it’s not that we’re out of ideas (the snarky witticisms are truly bottomless.) … Continue reading
I’ve been hating on New York a little bit too much lately. Mainly it’s out of love for my new home, but the truth is New York was terrific to/for me. I loved every second I lived there. And as … Continue reading
Apparently, I am a mean bitch. Which I did not fully recognize until I started blogging. Indulge me while I elaborate. I was on the phone with my dear friend Linley, whom I have known for amost twelve years, and … Continue reading
There are very few things we disagree upon, but the main reason we could never be roommates is… wait for it… we’d have a huge fight over whether to pay for cable. It’s an argument most twenty-somethings have at some … Continue reading
I am procrastinating writing my blog post about writing. I literally just spent a half hour checking Facebook and answering emails when I should have been writing and it’s already 11:15 and I’m enervated from altogether too much life. Anywho. … Continue reading
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