[Joie Violette blouse + my fat pants.] I like how in movies the whimpering, panicky old broad always gets slapped in the face. "Get a HOLD of yourself, you daft cow!" There's a reason it's become a cliche: because it works. If I'm not talking about paranoia related to ... View Post
[Wine and a break to charge my phone at Cafe Minerva in the West Village, the place where dreams are made.] [On the move: packed up and heading from Brooklyn to Manhattan on the East River Ferry.] [Back to Brooklyn! Oyster happy hour at Maison Premier, a touch of paradise in ... View Post