I fucking love magic! I really do. Like I know it’s not “magic” in a Merlin sense but I love the illusions people are able to make our feeble human senses perceive. Anyways, with that in mind I’m pretty excited to be giving out these tickets. I have one pair

  Mondays are anything but a laughing matter.  I don’t know about you, but after a weekend tarnished by a stormy Sunday, I kind of feel like I got screwed out of my non-work day fun.  What’s a girl to do when she has a major case of the Monday

Scare tactics that leave your wallet empty…. I have a confession to make. The other day I was shopping at Ross on Geary, scrutinizing a $3 wooden hair brush under florescent lights, when this gypsy woman walked by and seriously looked inside of me. “Your aura is really open right

According to dictionary.com, to fetishize is to ‘˜regard an object with awe as being the embodiment or habitation of a potent spirit or as having magical potency.’  There are many things in my day-to-day life that, for me, hold these powers.  Call it magical thinking (shout out to my shrink!),