I bet you woke up today and you’ve already dropped the ball on your New Year’s resolution. Congratulations, you’re human! I could wax poetic about the surging population of these “new year, new me” degenerates looking for a new personality to don in 2013, but I digress. I’ll quietly restrain

Do not pay $150 for a NYE meal at a fancy NYC restaurant. I repeat, do not pay the $150. Why? Because you can wait for your parents or richer sister who works in finance to be in town to take you out to a meal that fancy. This is

“Rudolph the red nosed reindeer Had a very shiny nose And, if you ever saw him, You would even say it glows” Take a risk. Take a gamble. Remove the safety net and uncover the true confidence you possess in your own might.  Walk across the tightropes of life, look

Elaine Li is probably the only gal this side of the East River who can make you a wedding cake, blow you a glass chandelier for your reception hall, and even toss in some high end jewelry for the bridesmaids. Oh and she also makes Bushwick’s favorite cupcakes at her

I hate feeling smothered. I detest the feeling of someone literally breathing down my neck. But most of all, I despise sharing the same pole on the train, because sooner or later that moment is going to arrive when someone’s hand slips and touches mine. Get the fuck away from

Red Umbrella Diaries is back with its monthly installment at Happy Endings in the Lower East Side! After prepping some former and current sex workers’ writing skills through the RedUP’s Becoming Writers Workshop, the RedUP group is ready to celebrate their graduation as writers who can now articulate their own

I don’t know what it is, but over the years I’ve noticed a certain trend about me and offices: I always seem to get myself into trouble with members of the opposite sex. And let me be clear: by “trouble” I mean the good, naughty kind. Of course, I can’t

The best things in life are free? Hardly. What have you got on that list: happiness, compassion, the love of J-Lo? Puh-leeze. Even friendship costs money, as in my friends like to go out and do things that require cash. Sure they love me no matter how much of a