Part 1 of 3 Part 1: Outgrowing the Closet Part 2: The Closet Didn’t Get Smaller Part 3: How Jenny McCarthy Saved My Life The scary thing about gold-star-days is that they usually come without warning…
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Part 4 of 4 Part 1: Motion Sickness Part 2: “Jew eat?…No. Jew?” Part 3: So Gay Sorbet with Grandma Shirley Part 4: Adulthood Begins: The UCLA Dorms I had the T-bird through all of…
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Last night I cheated on my boyfriend and I’m sick to my stomach just thinking about it. Shame, shock…bulimia; words can’t describe what I’m feeling. And the worst part is that I have no idea…
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You want a bulldog-of-a-realtor if you’re going to buy a home in San Francisco. Which is exactly what we had. An agent you can unleash on unsuspecting sellers the moment you find the perfect place.…
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I have this pair of Kenneth Cole loafers I love. They’re a classic black polished leather with hard heels the kind you’d imagine were pounded into place by some Italian cobbler who’s been doing it…
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This is the second of a two-part post. To read the first half of our food crawl through Panama City titled ‘Foraging our Way Through Panama City Part 1 of 2’ click here. We left…
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Panama is probably one of the most developed countries in Central America. It’s got paved roads, raised highways, a modern airport with a decent duty free shop, an airline (Copa Airlines) with tons of direct…
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Our first day in Casco Viejo started off rough. Because in addition to being jet-lagged, the Hotel Casa Nuratti (where we were staying) happened to be hosting a rooftop rager the night before that didn’t…
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