Life
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Summer Bounty
I strongly encourage all of you to go to a burlesque show if you haven’t done so already, whether you’re on a date or not. Not only were we treated to tunes from the New Orleans Jazz Vipers, but we got to see some fabulous ladies parading their goods with a healthy dose of flair,
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I’m the Worst Date. Really.
I do believe I’m truly the worst, or at least the most inappropriate date ever. For a while, I was absolutely convinced that the best first date meal would be ribs. Look, if you can’t find someone attractive when he’s gnawing on a bone with sauce on his chin and stuff stuck in his teeth,
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Even More Geekiness
Thanks to all for your suggestions and input. I’ll let you know how it goes (and I may actually wait a month or so to do this), but one thing’s for sure: I will NOT buy a Mac. I’m just a PC gal, and that’s the way it goes. In other total dork news, I
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Not Bad for a Self-Portrait, Huh?
Taken on the rooftop of Daisy May’s BBQ, where Adam Perry Lang showed me and Jen his garden. Not only was he gracious enough to take the time to show us around, but he gave us each a beautiful aromatic bouquet of herbs and lavender to take home and throw in the tub. A reader
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Signs, Signs, Everywhere Signs*
*Who sings this? Someone help me out here . . .
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Whew.
To start off: Gothamist makes Forbes’ Best of the Web! Hooray! And now, for the ridiculously fun weekend recap. Friday night, after a trip to the spa for a little microdermabrasion (I know it’s froofy, but my skin felt soooo soft the next day), I met up with a fairly significant posse from the beach
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A Tie Etched in Ink
Back in 1999, after I had left my first law firm I worked part time at Dean & Deluca in Soho. During this time I was also actively seeking a public interest legal job, but was in deperate need of some time for introspection. The people at Dean & Deluca thought I was crazy to
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My Universe is Imploding
Sometimes I really do feel like my world is much smaller than I realize. Over the past few days, I’ve had so many small world moments. I discovered that a former work colleague (who now works at a law firm where I had an interview a while back) is married to one of my new
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Beach. Fun. Food.
Blah. Blah. Blah. For those of you who aren’t in the beach house, this might be getting tedious, but for the rest of you, here are the pictures! Thanks to all for a great time, Greta for a kick-ass dinner (I seem to be photographically obsessed with the beauty of the antipasti plates), and Yael,