The other day I caught myself almost buying a pair of reindeer printed leggings. Blame the sweltering summer that lasted until, well last week, but I was ready to stock up on thermal already in protest. I think every New Yorker is ready to wear clothing that doesn’t involve mesh

Football is back. Pumpkin beer is on shelves. People are less shiny and uncomfortable-looking. This can only mean that fall is here! Let’s fill our closets with cozy sweaters to celebrate. If you’re like me, seasonal closet cleaning doesn’t have much to do with actually being organized or providing enough

I love New York. I will never wear one of the t-shirts, but I post on this site multiple times a week to shout about the reasons why I think this city kicks ass. Despite my infatuation with it, it’s a tricky place to be when you’re in a mopey

This summer has brought on a full-blown revival of flea markets.  Being a total sucker for vintage goods and weird items I don’t really need, even I can laugh at the much outdated term being used to describe New York street fairs. The “fleas” have been replaced with overpriced mason

The single thing I hate the most about New York is cab drivers who honk and slow down to pull over when they see me walking alone at night, like it wasn’t my choice to walk. If there is one thing anyone can learn about the real New York from

I’ve already written about the benefits (most of which include getting laid, but also that it’s FREE) of running outside instead of in a gym – so obviously we’ve come to a juncture where you are quite convinced about that necessity but unsure of where to start. Right? Good. I

I’m not sure if it’s because of all those terrible Brazilian restaurants in Midtown, but for some reason, whenever anyone mentions anything about going to a Brazilian restaurant, I’ll just assume it’s going to be incredibly meat-heavy, Pan-South American (as opposed to actually Brazilian), neon-lighted, and generally horrible.  UNTIL NOW.