Adult slumber parties are pretty much the best thing ever.  No, not those type of adult slumber parties– the slumber parties I’m talking about involve much more dorky jammies, and much less threat of unwanted pregnancy.  I’m talkin’ about old-school, “let’s do makeovers and watch Molly Ringwald movies and try

So you’ve finally done it– you’ve met someone who makes you happy. Someone who doesn’t make you want to barf when you look at them. Someone who doesn’t care that you drool during your sleep, or sometimes like to re-enact dance sequences from Billy Elliot while wearing a Forever Lazy

I attended my office holiday party last week– at a bar, at 2pm, glad to leave work 3 hours early. I work in a business casual environment, and– as I mentioned before– am not close friends with anyone in my office. In fact, I’m 89% sure that they all think

 Spending Christmas alone is nothing to be ashamed of. Flights are expensive, maybe you don’t have the money to fly to see your family. Maybe you hate your family. Perhaps you are Jewish. Don’t let other people feel sorry for you- Christmas by yourself is awesome. If you find yourself

There’s a favorite memory amongst my friends Leyli, Marie and me– a memory about the three of us waiting on a subway platform, and being met by the putrid stinkeyes of a gaggle of stiletto-heeled, shiny-dressed bitches. They were all gussied up (likely for a night of rubbing up against

 I want to be bilingual, for a variety of reasons.  Personally, I don’t like feeling like such an “ugly American” when rubbing elbows with the international crew that comes along with dating a well-traveled half-Brazilian.  Being able to speak another language would make me seem more worldly in front of

Warning: I am about to sound like a cynical asshole, but maybe it’s because I’m being a cynical asshole. Or maybe I’m just being realistic. My purpose is not to judge anyone who participates in purchasing and gift-giving during the holidays. But, I know that the holidays can be especially