Advice
Dealing With Post-Traumatic Relationship Stress
Here is a thing I find disturbing – apparently, due to a bad breakup, Tim Gunn has been celibate for like, 20 years. I know this not because Tim Gunn and I are BFFs, as we ought to be, but because he wrote it in his new book, Tim Gunn:
Get the Real Deals at Stoop Sales
This summer has brought on a full-blown revival of flea markets. Being a total sucker for vintage goods and weird items I don’t really need, even I can laugh at the much outdated term being used to describe New York street fairs. The “fleas” have been replaced with overpriced mason
Drink for Less on Summer Beer Markdowns
What do Moms, Coupon websites, and budget-savvy friends have in common? Innate common sense and a zealous impulse to share their advice. That being said, all of these sources of wisdom are always saying to buy stuff out of season. That girl with the killer wool coat she scored for
5 Essential Date Items For Your Small Purse
So you’re going out on a date, and you don’t want to bring your standard gigantic bag full of everything you’ll ever need in life, plus some more just to hoard. What, that’s just me? Well, you know what I mean, though. The idea is to create the illusion that
On The Nature of Fear as It Relates to the Bedbug Menace
I don’t reckon I ever consciously had that One Great Fear, but I know for certain that, whatever it was, its status has of late been usurped by bedbugs, the existence of which fills me with dread beyond dread. I should clarify: It’s not solely the existence of bedbugs as
The Art of Complaining
I fear confrontation. Not all confrontation. Just with strangers. Strangers scare me. I am completely comfortable calling my friends on their shit and being a general pain in the ass to my near and dear, but if someone I’m not familiar with pisses me off I keep my rage to
Cab Advice: Don’t Trust the Honkers
The single thing I hate the most about New York is cab drivers who honk and slow down to pull over when they see me walking alone at night, like it wasn’t my choice to walk. If there is one thing anyone can learn about the real New York from

A Broke-Ass Guide to Contraband
To save some of you the disappointment, first off, this guide is not intended for things like explosives or human kidneys. Far be it for me to favor one type of smuggling over another, but if you’re looking for help with either of those things, um, maybe you should instead