Being a Broke Ass – It’s elementary, my dear. Abstinence. From fancy ass parties in the Meatpacking District where a gin and tonic will set you back fourteen bucks. Blue, purple. Blue, purple. Blue, purple. AKA – all you see after a particularly draining day of job hunting on Craigslist.

Recently, I attended a surprise birthday party for my friend Kaitlin, and had a great time. Birthday Girl Kaitlin: stylish and sassy, as per usual. My friends: major babes, as per usual. The party location at the Standard Biergarten: teeming with hella bros. Yes, this is to be expected at

I write to you, dear reader, from Fremont Street in Las Vegas, Nevada. Here at my hotel – the Golden Gate Hotel and Casino – I wait out the extreme midday heat, letting my somewhat brackish lunch digest. The room is decent; the bathroom is functional. Smoking is allowed so

The High Line is a pretty great place to hang out and sip a lemonade, pose for photos against some awesome NYC backdrops, and even learn about space from amateur astronomers.  Like a lot of other people, it’s one of my favorite places in the city, which is why I

Ice skating in New York is certainly a winter rite of passage, but it also can be a total nightmare.  While it’s been immortalized in many a rom-com, most rinks in the city are crowded and pricey to boot.  If the thought of Bryant Park and Rockefeller makes you claustrophobic,

There is a distinct upside to a tanked economy’deals at restaurants.  I love to take advantage of our fiscal misfortune by testing out many of the city’s best prix fix offers. While experiencing a serious deal the other day, I got a taste of how the other half live (or