In my late 20s, my skin started to show signs of sun damage, like age spots and broken capillaries. Pregnancy gave me melasma, which causes more discoloration on my face. My skin, suffice it to say, is starting to show its age. I thought it was time to try one of the many products on…
Various shades of green seem to be everywhere in fashion right now, and the fall lines are no exception. You are wrong if you think you are one of those people who can’t wear green. Try the army green trend; it’s considered a neutral color, meaning it will work on almost everyone. Think about adding…
I’ve never made a tart before. Given it was Labor Day weekend, I wanted to create something new and a bit more challenging. Since I almost always choose to bake sweet things, I thought it would be fun to try something on the savory side. I originally wanted to make an heirloom tomato tart, but…
Each September, as the leaves start to change and the air gets crisp, I remember what the weeks leading back to school felt like. I always looked forward to back to school shopping. Even picking out notebooks and pencils seemed fun. I mean, what was cooler than the trapper-keeper? Since Rocco isn’t close to going…
Most leather jackets, if not too stylized, can last for years. Leather clothing, shoes and handbags are one area of fashion where I would favor spending a bit more for the higher quality leather in lieu of a savings. Quality leather is going to age better and stay luxurious as time passes. Cost notwithstanding, you…
The moment a stylist spins the chair around to reveal your newly coiffed hair in the mirror is one of life’s lesser appreciated emotional crossroads. A good haircut gives you confidence; a bad one can bring you to tears. I recently got the worst haircut of my life. I got absolutely butchered. Gone were six…
How did I come up with Oatmeal Molasses Cookies with Apricots? Awhile back, my friend Pam sent me a picture of some tarts she had purchased from a nearby bakery that they looked ridiculously good. They were from the Blackmarket Bakery in the Camp. I finally made my way over there a couple of weeks…
Upon arrival at the Center for Living Peace, a soft-spoken woman, who exuded an unquestionable Zen vibe, greeted me. She gave me a quick tour around the center, indicated where to park my stroller, and introduced me to group of women waiting for the class to start. A new friend invited me to attend mommy/baby…
I can’t guarantee I’ll ever have the patience to make these cheese crackers, but I love the idea of making these homemade instead of buying the processed version. Maybe a rainy, lazy Sunday in the fall will bring me some inspiration. Isabel Marant is so 2013 and I love these boots for fall. I’m a…
The taxi driver failed to realize that 83rd was one way, so we had him drop us off at the corner and decided to hoof it the half block to Nicole’s Upper East Side apartment. Jade and I toted the white shopping bags, embossed with pastel colored logos, as if they were armored and handcuffed…
Studs, recently, are as ubiquitous as vampire love stories. I featured studded pumps a few weeks back and fall fashion remains stud-centric. Now it’s black leather gold studded bags. When I saw Saint Laurent’s new Betty style handbag, I fell for the interesting turned-up corner flaps and the unique shape of the studs. The shimmer…
I’ve been leery of wearing shorts since I was in high school and I became self-conscious about my thighs. Like most girls, I have my areas that I prefer to keep covered. But in recent years, I’ve realized that my insecurities about my thighs were unjustified. No, I shouldn’t be rocking the 2013 version of…
The bag I’m most crushing on right now. I love this new smaller version, and I’ll be hunting for a deal. Roasted asparagus is one of my favorites, but this recipe would be a fun way to change it up. A bottle opener that should never be relegated to the kitchen drawer. These push pins would make for a…
As I once again prepared to pack up my belongings for yet another move, I sat back to count the number of times I’ve moved since leaving my parents’ house for college. The number is 15. Fifteen moves in 15 years. The pity party I could throw myself for the sheer annoyance I’ve endured, with…