Well Add Another Bullet to the Resume

Last night I was out at a bar with one of my most prestigious kickball teammates. He removed his face from the ice luge (like I said, prestigious) long enough to ask me what I was going to blog about this week. I was like “I dunno, maybe how I bought expired yogurt from the grocery story and had to return it, nothing too exciting happened this week. woe...

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Insert Converted Apartment Pun Here

Insert Converted Apartment Pun Here

One of the best perks of living in the most expensive city in the world is that you gain a different perspective on everyday life. Like you might look at my apartment and say “wow, this is a pretty cramped two-bedroom apartment.” I look it and say “this living room is far too big! Why is there so much space between the TV and the couch?! Two...

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A Mini Birthright Trip

There’s nothing likeĀ  a Jewish holiday to remind your grandmother how many of her friend’s grandsons are single…or so I read in the J-Date terms of service. (more…)

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Looks Like I’ll Probably End Up a Runway Model

Forget Rosh Hashana and its apples and honey dog-and-pony show. Last Friday I celebrated a real holiday. One that really spoke to the stingy Jew inside of me. I’m obviously talking about Fashion”s Night Out. The only event that fools me into thinking that I actually like shopping. (more…)

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Whiplash > Whipped Yogurt: The Conclusive Follow Up

Well I know you’ve all been on the edge of your seats wondering what happened to me post car accident. Did I survive? And if no, how much extra was it to install wifi on my grave? Well the answer (unfortunately for all you free wifi whores out there) is that I lived.And I couldn’t wait until next Monday to tell you what happened. Yes, I update every...

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Whiplash is ALL the Rage This Season

It’s hard to believe that just mere days ago I was convinced that the highlight of my labor day weekend was going to be my ragin’ eye infection. Because there’s nothing quite like wearing your 7th-grade glasses out in public because your eye doctor “claims” you’re overwearing your contacts (who knew you had to take them out...

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Where is My Mrs. Doubtfire?

As anyone who has ever played truth or dare with me knows (so basically just my 7th grade Bat Mitzvah class), I lack all and any impulse control. So I operate best when I’m treated like an overtired 5-year-old in need of a nap. I need structure, I need guidelines, and I need rewards for positive behavior. (more…)

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My Quest to be the Perfect New Yorker

The most fun part of living in NYC is watching your transformation from a naive college student to a cold-hearted New Yorker capable of turning children and hearts to stone. Considering that my parents always affectionately tell me I was born with ice in my veins, this wonderful, miraculous metamorphosis didn’t take too long for me. Six days to be exact. ...

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Anna Wintour Claims Stingy is the New Black

There are a lot of perks to being a professional blogger besides the obvious one of constantly getting the opportunity to answer “but seriously, do you like waitress or something at night to pay the rent?” Like another little known perk is being the go-to person when someone wants to start a personal blog. It almost goes without saying that I crave...

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The Summer I Dated My Brother

If you decided to read this blog AFTER reading the title, consider yourself a quality human being full of curiosity and a healthy appetite for wildly inappropriate relationships. Unfortunately for the Lifetime Movie executive producers reading this blog for ideas, no, it’s not true. I did not and will not ever date my little brother. However that didn’t...

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