Awhile ago I joined Stunner of the Month, a monthly sunglasses subscription service that was started by four friends in their Cole Valley attic.. Yeah, I didn’t know that kind of thing existed either.

With the constant reminder of Thanksgiving and Christmas being right around the corner, I find myself wondering how to ward off the overeating of stuffing, sweet potatoes, Pecan Pie, Pumpkin Cheesecake, cookies from an upcoming Cookie Party, my husband’s famous Carrot Soufflé, and let’s not forget about the Mulled Wine, Spiked

The Christmas songs have already started which means all you Broke-Ass Moms out there should be thinking about how the hell you’re going to afford presents for your Mom, Dad, sister, brother, uncle, aunt, cousins, nieces, nephews, grandma, grandpa, partner, and of course your own child. For years now my

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

If you’re hanging around the city this holiday season, you may be tempted to park yourself on a lonely bar stool and drink a year’s worth of sorrows away.  While I support that in theory, I must insist that alcohol is best served with friends (or surrogate friends as it

Although I will be with my family tomorrow night talking about the baby Jesus and pretending Santa is real for my way-too-old-for-that-shit little brothers, I realize that 1. Not everyone celebrates Christmas, so to many this Saturday is just another Saturday, and 2. Since so many SF-dwellers are transplants, not

The Christmas countdown is getting intense — only three more days until I am forced to sit nervously around a table with 20 relatives and their screaming kids, wondering if my sister will spill a full glass of red wine on my cream-colored dress (true story) or if my boyfriend