Recently, I had the honor of being a bridesmaid in my BFF Kate’s wedding to her longtime main squeeze, Jason. Besides an awkward moment where the Mother-of-the-Bride looked down at me while I was adjusting Kate’s train and said, “Always a bridesmaid, never a bride!” (way to send shivers down
Throw a baguette under your hairy armpit and slap a beret onto your head– it’s time for lunchtime accordion concerts in Bryant Park! Enjoy the sounds of Paris with FREE musette-style accordion music every Tuesday, from 12:30-2:30pm. Pack a picnic lunch, and pretend you’re on a lavish European vacay– all
As someone who couldn’t even handle learning the recorder in the fifth grade, I give mad props to anyone who is even remotely musically inclined. If you even kind of play the guitar, you’re a total superstar in my eyes. If your clarinet skills recall that of a snake charmer
Full disclosure: I was on the quiz bowl team in high school. Actually, I was captain of the quiz bowl team. For four years. Now that’s a Code Red Nerd Alert if I’ve ever seen one. That being said, I have a soft spot for trivia, or any kind of
Patti Smith is pretty much the quintessential New York icon. No matter how you slice it, that lady is badass. For this reason, the whole of New York City– and hip people everywhere– collectively peed their pants over her recent book about her relationship with artist Robert Mapplethorpe, Just Kids.
Hailing from the greater San Diego area, I’ve come across a handful of American flag-waving vigilante a-holes who make it their life missions to patrol and “protect” the U.S. border from immigrants who are supposedly going to steal their jobs, and ruin everything. You can probably guess how I feel
Look around you– art is everywhere. It’s mounted gloriously on the white walls of the museum, in gorgeous sculpture gardens, and displayed on the refrigerators of doting parents. And sometimes, great art is found in the crapper. At least if you’re the legendary artist Keith Haring, who painted an awe-inducing,