Back in the day, the Chelsea Street Market was a Nabisco factory. The building no longer cranks out Nilla Wafers, Oreos, FIg Newtons, or any other officially trademarked boxed cookies, but it’s one of my favorite places in the city to go stare at stuff. The stores are full of

I remember the first Barbie I decapitated.  It was much more difficult to re-capitate her than I expected, but the whole experience made me feel delightfully bad.  My sister and I gave our Barbies jagged haircuts, tattoos, and designed outfits for them out of Spider-Man Band-Aids.  I’m sure we weren’t