Whenever I played the “If I won the lottery…” game, my second act in my newfound wealth, after buying a modern loft condo in both New York and LA, was to be a patron of the arts; buy a museum wing, donate money to build a theater, etc. Being fairly

If the amount of ex-boyfriends/ex-people I used to bone trying to get back in touch with me out of nowhere all of a sudden is any indication, it seems this new year has especially been about taking inventory of one’s life.  It’s a time of self-reflection, a High Fidelity-style “what