Our kitchen is fine. In fact, it’s more than fine. It’s spacious as far as tiny apartment kitchens go. There are new cabinets and marble countertops and there’s a gas range and a dishwasher…
If there’s one thing that nursing a tiny infant affords you, it’s plenty of forced downtime. And while I admit to sometimes whiling away this time trolling instagram for longer than I should, generally,…
Blame it on my impending motherhood and a greater-than-usual sense that I need to be tapping into my inner Earth Mother and gathering bits of wisdom from the universe, but lately I’ve been looking…
James and I have finally fully moved into our new attic apartment. The boxes are unpacked and long gone, but there’s still all of the usual fussing to be done. We’re deep into what I like…
Last week I spent a few days in San Francisco attending festivities taking place around the Remodelista book launch and holiday market, and generally cavorting with the “-istas” who live in California. On one morning,…
I’ve worn this shirt every weekend, all weekend, for the past three weeks. It’s a shirt for living in. It’s thick and sturdy and loose enough under the arms that it doesn’t feel constrictive…
Face stuff. That’s the term that I use for all the products that I put–or don’t put–on my face. We’ve been over this before. I barely use soap on my face, let alone gunk up my…
I’m a creature of habit. If you’ve been reading these tea leaves for awhile, you know this. I relish in creating rhythms and routines, but in general it doesn’t take much for me to…
Photographing feet is tricky business. Photographing your own feet? Well, that’s some kind of blogger rite of passage isn’t it? While we’re still on the subject of clean floors and clean feet, I wanted…
You probably already know this about me: I’m a beauty aisle hand wringer. I’m the woman in Duane Reade frowning at mile-long ingredient lists and struggling to decode them in search of a perfect…