Yesterday while H&M was being mobbed by people who didn’t get any of that Balmain stuff, Olivier Rousteing was jumping up and down on his bed tossing dollar bills in the air like he just didn’t care. Because he didn’t. He never did and…
This is all that’s left of Halloween. My friend Kelly came over and we whooped it up until two in the morning over a mean charcuterie board, half a pound of See’s assorted nuts and caramels, a box of Cheez-its and a bag of Justin’s Peanut…
This morning I shook the dust off my bike and hauled it downstairs for a spin. Knowing full well that after three months of slacking ‘spin’ likely meant around the block (if I was lucky), I hopped on and took off. Sort of. Okay not…
Last month I had to go to jury duty. I was scared. Not of the duty itself but of having a panic attack IN the duty waiting area in front of a bunch of strangers, or maybe while going through the metal detector. (Previous…