Amanda came to town and we celebrated with a girls’ day.
Sara wasn’t with us because she was hosting a day-long, double bachelor party for our friends Andrew and Carl, who are getting married later this month. We found out later that the event included venues as diverse as an E. Village winebar and a gay [...]
Archive for June, 2008
June 29th, 2008
Brunch and Boating
June 26th, 2008
Taleggio
There’s a new man in my life and he’s a real lover. We’re guilty of heavy petting on the couch, morning makeout sessions in bed, and I’ve even taken to preparing all his meals.
I call him Taleggio ‘cause he’s luscious and, as a mischievous kitten, a real stinker! I couldn’t resist the name, but my [...]
Kimberly: Sadly, I’m not sure it’s in my budget to do much international travel this year. But it’s alright because I just came back from Texas, which feels like its own planet, much less another state in the Union. Despite the extension of many offers over the past few years, this summer was the first [...]
June 18th, 2008
Beet It!
It’s over. We’re over. Il Italiano and I are no more. Finito. I’ll spare you the bloody details…save this: once an Italian honeymoon comes to an end, you’re left with nothing more than a hairy, cocksure bamboccione (the Italian for mamma’s boy)!
My Italiano was true to form. I like a man who likes his family, [...]
June 13th, 2008
“When I Dip, You Dip, We Dip,” by Erin
I love to gamble.
And I’m not talking about gambling on my fashion or menu choices, although both are often a prevalent form of this particular addiction.
“Hey, I wonder if these high heels are going to hurt my feet after the first hour…it’s gonna be a huge gamble if I wear them. Better pack some Keds [...]
June 7th, 2008
Frosting as Fetish
Ever since Marie Antoinette, the cultural significance of cake has been confirmed. In New York City in 2008, it’s the little buggers with pastel peaks of frosting that really get people’s juices flowing. Of course I’m talking about the famous cupcakes at Magnolia Bakery, dispensed to the masses everyday of the week until midnight out [...]
June 5th, 2008
Market Stalking, by Sara
Yesterday I made a date with myself to go stalk someone, but for the life of me I couldn’t decide what to wear. Sneakers? Heels? Sundress? Jeans?
Five years ago I dated a gent – it ended after six months; at six months we finally had sex sober at which point I finally had the wherewithal [...]
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