I am the proud owner of a set of bangs.  Like bang ambassador Zooey Deschanel, I have sported face-eating fringe for my entire life– try as I might, I have never been able to grow them out without feeling like my forehead looks a touch too “Teresa Guidice from Real

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’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

As Countess LuAnn’s auto-tuned crooning on Real Housewives of New York taught us, “money can’t buy you class.”  I firmly believe this– look at all of the lavishly rich ladies out there who still look like tacky messes (again, see any Real Housewives for an example).  Less money to spend on

I’m a patriot, and not in the Mel Gibson/ Heath Ledger C-List Revolutionary War movie kind-of-way.  Rather, I express my love for Our Beloved County by getting down and dirty with the working man, or at least dressing like it sometimes.  I’m talking lots of denim, cotton button-ups, straw hats