Let’s Call Her CiCi Tag

When I first moved into my apartment, I was worried that I made a mistake. My last apartment was on the fourth floor and in a relatively quiet neighborhood. There’s a lot going on in my new ‘hood. I have Second Avenue Subway construction going on at...

I can't remember why I took these pictures, but I was reading an old issue of Lucky magazine and cover girl Zooey Deschanel said something that reminded me of, well, me. “There’s this picture of me that I wish I could find,” she said. “I would buy...

Saturday will make it exactly three months since I was laid off. I’m not saying it for pity or sympathy. I’m okay. Really, I promise. In this really weird way, I’ve become whom I wanted to be when I first moved to New York City. I was...

The other day I got to thinking—oh, hai Carrie Bradshaw, is that you? I always say that our appearances give off little clues to our inner workings, but do they really? I’ll use myself for an example. I’m in a transformative state. I can see that now....

If we’re to believe F. Scott Fitzgerald, life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall. Though, I will say, there is something about getting dressed once the air gets crisp that is exciting to me. It is a chance to begin again… but...

‘Why Don’t You’ is my weekly tribute to legendary editor Diana Vreeland who penned a column of the same name for Harper’s Bazaar for 26 years begging, “Don’t just be your ordinary dull self. Why don’t you be ingenious and make yourself into something else?” Perhaps it's...

I did the unthinkable the other day after too much champagne. I mean, I knew it was coming. The first time I saw her, I just knew. Add in the bubbles and I was a goner. I felt like I had dreamed about this moment long before my...