Heyo — the DIY Diva here. You know how sometimes, when you’re coming down off of some weird pharmaceutical that a sketchy friend gave you the night before in a dive bar, you get the chills? A new warm blanket would be the thing to have in those situations. This

I’m not drinking right now. I know, I must have finally fallen off my rocker, right? I’m going insane for this diet I’m on and I’m totally trying to do everything I can, but I’m still having a hard time showing off my…feathers. If you know what I’m saying. Here’s

Pop Quiz. Jillian Michaels is: (A) A trainer from a show I’ve never watched, nor do I ever care to. (B) Someone I don’t care to hear or see every morning, albeit virtually (C) Someone who, when all is said and done, has made me slightly less weak (D) All

Unemployed? Broke?  I have just the thing for you!  Blog’N’Drink: An ASSME Day Party. What is ASSME you ask? Their credo states, ‘œASSME, the American Society of Shitcanned Media Elites, is a collective of experienced writers and editors, designers, illustrators and random others, unmoored by the untimely death of print,

I had planned to write about something else entirely today, until I read Stuart’s post.  I recently moved to Boston from NYC and if I talked about how much that emotion that change brought– how much I love New York and I how I know I’ll be back because I

Rare is the day that this city feels tropical, but there exists a fair-sized contingent that hails from the beautiful Hawai’ian isles to the west that, with their beautiful culture, warms us frigid mainlanders and imagine that we live in a kinder warmer place. Saturday, August 15, Patrick Makuakane and

This piece is the intro Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply in New York City I’m sitting now in my Bushwick apartment coming to terms with the realization that my time here in this strange and brutal city is quickly coming to an end.  I maintain that, no matter how much