Beauty Map: Lower Manhattan
After the 70+ degrees we experienced a couple weekends ago in New York I was ready to paint some color on my toes. (more…)
After the 70+ degrees we experienced a couple weekends ago in New York I was ready to paint some color on my toes. (more…)
I do not like going to the doctor. It is like a confessional of all my bad habits. Things start off pretty easy. “How have you been feeling?” the doctor asks innocently enough… But then the tough questions start. “Do you drink alcohol?” Obviously, I drink alcohol… (more…)
Breaking news (sort of old news, actually)! There is a girl on Instagram who’s sole purpose on the social media platform is to show off her ass. (more…)
The title of this post might be a little misleading. So, let me be upfront.
This is not a post about the latest spring eye trends when it comes to make-up. This post does not include any secret tricks to recreating pop color eye shadows or glitter in unsuspecting ways, as the spring shows would suggest. I am guessing this is my age, but the only thing I know about Glitter comes in the form of a Mariah Carey movie. However, in what has become a series of magical concoctions that I hermione my ass together quite often, this post creates spring magic eyes. (more…)
I live for the weekends. Seriously. It makes me sad because I spend 5 of the 7 days in a week hoping for them to quickly pass so I can get to the fun part of my week. The weekend. You may be wondering why I wish for the majority of my week to pass so quickly. (more…)
As New Yorkers, we pretend crazy shit that happens around us all the time isn’t happening. It is a survival mechanism.
Example: This morning I took the bus. I take the bus pretty often because I don’t go far, as a general rule, from my apt and my travels rarely warrant a subway ride. My travels don’t really warrant a bus ride, but it’s cold. None the less, I was on the bus. (more…)
When I was in high school I wore Bath & Body Works Cucumber Melon body lotion every single day, without fail. (You could totally tell from my pic, right? Like, I just look like that type of girl, I know… there is nothing else I can do.) I also wore a Jansport backpack with a Phish patch, sewn on by yours truly, which I paired with Birkenstocks that I still own and now wear with my Marc Jacobs skirts, thanks Phoebe. Do with that what you will, clearly the amount of free time I have in my thirties is relatively the same as when I was in my teens. (more…)
Some time ago, in a long forgotten land, also known as my apartment, I put up a post on how to shave. Frankly, no one cared, no one commented, and it had about zero page views. (more…)