Runner, yogini, knitter, Manhattanite in spite of myself. Also blogging at http://www.icametorun.com.
At some point in the late 1990s, when flared-leg jeans were getting popular, all the adults in my life starting talking about how they never thought they’d see bell-bottoms make a comeback. At the time, I thought they were being ridiculous. These were flares not bell-bottoms, why couldn’t they get with it?
Earlier today I read an article on Blisstree that delineates Beyoncé’s post-baby weight-loss routine. It’s centered around 4-hour workouts, involves living with her personal trainer, and represents how far our culture has taken its obsession with being thin. Apparently, B’s got 40 pounds to lose and she’s looking to meet her goal before April rolls […]
Every morning, I get an email from Groupon announcing its latest deals. Inevitably, I find myself wondering how they select the images that will go along with the offer. Sometimes, it’s clearly an image of the restaurant or business being advertised. Often, though, it’s very obviously a stock photo. It’s those instances that really make me […]
A few days ago, an article was published in The New York Times Magazine about yoga. Surprising, right? Actually, for many people it’s been a total shock, and judging by the posts in my Facebook feed, the world of yoga as we know it may be coming to an end. Yes, dear friends, we’ve hit […]
I’m just going to completely honest here and say what’s on my mind: I have problems with my face. Specifically, I have a skin problem. I’ve written about it before, and in the same context as this one, which is me trying to find a way to deal with a perennially irritated, flaky, red patch […]
Roughly halfway through Blue Nights, Joan Didion’s most recent release, she quotes something her daughter once said: “Like when someone dies, don’t dwell on it.” Once the phrase is spoken, it returns throughout the remainder of the essay, almost a touchstone for both Didion and her reader.
One evening before I started writing a blog post, my fiancé asked me what I was going to post about (he does this every night, sometimes it really stresses me out). “Fat days,” I answered. “Fat days? What’s that?” he asked. “You know, fat days? ‘Blech, I’m having a fat day’?” I said, at a […]
I’m curious about your feelings toward the word “beautiful.” What sort of images come to mind when you hear or see the word “beauty”? I can tell you what Google image search thinks
The New York City Metropolitan Transit Authority (or MTA) is host to a program called “Music Under New York,” in which it acts essentially as a patron of the arts, exposing musical acts to a captive audience of what’s probably millions every day. Day or night, a walk through New York City’s subway stations sometimes […]
When it comes to feeling low and lousy, I can safely say I have seen and done it all. And if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that when you’re depressed, getting support from the people around you may be one of the hardest things to do. Telling someone how you feel […]
If there’s one thing I find myself getting wrapped up in a bit too often, it’s a challenge. I don’t mean doing something especially difficult, I’m talking about the sort of challenge that you might find on a blog, or in a magazine, or some other website. The kind of challenge that’s meant to help […]
I remember the moment in college when one of my professors pointed out the difficulty inherent in having a book’s narrator describe their physical appearance. It was something I’d never thought much about before he mentioned it, but since that time, I can’t help but notice it in most of the books I read with […]
Last night after work, I decided to treat myself to a little shopping excursion. With a Visa gift card from my parents (a birthday present) burning a hole in my pocket, and a definite dearth in weather-appropriate garments in my wardrobe, I was feeling optimistic. And then I arrived at the store.
While it may be the season for
Fall is here, and along with it comes the arrival of pumpkin beer–one of my favorite things about my favorite season. I’m not much of a drinker, but there’s something so iconically autumnal about pumpkin beer that I find it hard to resist. What can I say? I’m a sucker for all things autumn.