The sophisticated escape from that too-long to-do list.
Let me tell you something. Victoria’s Secret Angel black leather T-strap wedges, white crochet form-fitting mid-calf dress, red leather vintage Valentino cross body bag and Oscar de la Renta tortoise and gold sunglasses makes one hell of an outfit to kick of New York …
Childhood echoes bounce through my windowA nostalgic drumming that still peeks through my blindsA beat with no answerA tune without timeThe metronome pauses for years without warningIs it battery-run, did the battery die?Can you replace something that was never alive?Or just spark with what fuels …
Cancer:“ A half empty cup can never be fullTo hear a pessimist is quite optimisticFor many feel insane that they are loosing controlOf the feelings caught in the seams of their smilesOthers can feel a similar shudder,Knowing that pain can never go awayFor its memory …
If only you’d stopped running,You’d know the truth by now,If you’d only brought your head backDown from all those clouds,And I’m disappointed that in all thatTime you were the one,Who would blend with all the others—Another one that loves to run.So you’re sitting on the …
Let me tell you something about being punctual. First of all, the last time I used the phrase “been more punctual” my friend laughed and he proceeded to muse about how only I would choose such diction over the more common, “on time.” Actually …
From where did the ignorance start and how can we will it to stop? The slanderous stereotypes, the insidious chauvinistic implications…. To whom or what do we females owe the pleasure of dealing with so many stigmas? What might surprise some is that …
It has been a sad past couple of days for me, as most of the other interns at the boutique and award-winning PR firm I have been interning at in the Village have already left for the summer. As in the next few days …
the little girl sits at the window she is the dream catcher the people walking by pay no attention but she analyzes, in the few moments of their passing their essence spills on the pavement she collects their dreams and adds them to her own …
Jealousy. Bragging. Excitement. Habit. They all have one thing in common. They are the reasons why Generation Y is so obsessed with social media. The average person checks their phone every six minutes for goodness sake. I won’t deny that I just looked at my …
A few weeks ago I met up with some friends in Noho after work. Labeled with what one would perceive as just a cute nickname, Noho perfectly represents the place that it stands for — the little area that is north of Houston Street. …