Earlier this month, we talked about ombre, how it’s super neat and super easy because all it involves is dipping an object into shades of paint a couple of times. And what could be easier than dipping something into paint a couple of times? The only think I can think

There are many landmarks on Earth that make contemplate the universe’s vastness, the devastating randomness of genius, the haunting knowledge that we, as humans, are destined to pass through this world while other monuments lie immortal and unexplained. Peru’s mysterious Las Lineas de  Nazca, the windy cliffs of Ireland’s Aran

      With my hometown dining companions trailing behind me as I scurried through the Market St. mass traffic of vagabonds and ill-forgotten street pharmacists, it was impossible not to spot the lone foreign flag hanging outside the door. As a self-proclaimed unpatriotic citizen, the flag represents more than

These are my resort-themed Mom capris: They’re covered in colorful hibiscus-print, and have the names of exotic locales like “Martinique” and “St. Lucia” stamped all over them, in a font that can only can be described as “Tiki-esque.”  They’re high-waisted and saggy-legged and cut at the most unflattering part of

              Art Deco Ice Cream in Cole Valley   It’s a dynamic that permeates many art forms and industries: either to look back fondly at old forms and deem them superior to ones perceived as bankrupt in some way or another; or to try

Sometimes things move a little slowly over here in Broke-Ass HQ. It’s that whole “not having any money” thing. But as an advertisement for ketchup once told me “Good things come to those who wait”. And the wait is over folks! Young, Broke & Beautiful: Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living

So I moved to Portland last summer from San Francisco and, as you can tell from my previous posts, (A Scumbag’s Guide to Portland) I’m madly in love with it.