Worse or Worser
Now that my limit of New York Times articles had been set to beginning-of-month zero, I’m strategizing how to make September’s twenty last. After only clicking into the Fashion & Style section, I’m already torn. […]
Page & Screen
Family Ties
As I go through a phase where I am aging and closer to dying and therefore debating whether or not I should be closer to the remaining members left on my father’s side of the […]
Formerly Known As
"According to Ms. Dolgoff, women in their late 30s and early 40s fall into a 'new category of person: adult ’tweens, not quite middle-aged, but no longer our reckless, restless, gravity-defying selves.' Their new moniker: […]
There’d Better Be a Sketch About Violent Locavores
"Portlandia incorporates a series of absurdist short films featuring Armisen and Brownstein playing different characters, such as the owners of a feminist bookstore, a militant bike messenger and a punk rock couple negotiating a 'safe […]
Pop Cultured
I never thought I’d hear the words Interview magazine pop culture quiz again in my life. I had put that pre-millennium humiliation out of my mind until a friend mentioned it at a party this […]
Better Fat Than Hairy
Well, that’s one way to desensitize Americans to plus-sized models in high fashion magazines (French Vogue, of course. We’re a little behind. Even Vogue Italy has The Curvy Blog). Show them some pubic hair (whether […]
Fit to Be Tied
Wha? Gawker is the last place I’d expect the espousing of Health At Every Size principles. "Take our advice, America: don't take any more fitness advice from the New York Times. Fuck a desperate quest […]
We Are NY
We Are NY is the new Crossroads Café, as I discovered lazing around the apartment a few Sundays ago (ok, I was hungover). The show, created by the city of New York, is fairly sophisticated. […]
Did Someone Say Tacos?
Sorry, I had pegged Greta Gerwig as an indie underachiever (omega female, whatever) at fatness. She said she gained seven pounds in New York. I scoffed. But it's 12-15 according to Blackbook. Tacos get the […]
Sing Blue Silver
I’ve given up on Dear John, and instead saw Greenberg this weekend in Millburn, NJ, one of only four theaters in that state playing it. The setup suited my growing agoraphobic purposes just fine—the 10pm […]