Quick, Curious, Playful & Strong

Mourning someone you’ve never met has always been a strange phenomenon, and yet today when I received the push about Kate Spade’s sudden passing, I felt like somebody socked me in the gut. Knowing my love of pretty much anything Kate ever put her name on, the texts began rolling in from family and friends with equally sad and surprised reactions to the news. In stark contrast to the bright, cheery and more often than not, polka-dotted and bold-striped aesthetic that made everything from boring ol’ dayplanners to umbrellas to computer bags so much more exciting, Kate’s life ended so… Continue reading

38: The Year of Living Purposefully

Ever since I turned 30, I’ve been dreading the birthday I just celebrated two days ago. It’s not the “big” one that’ll happen in (gasp!) two more years, but in my mind, my 38th birthday was always the scarier milestone. In the hours leading up to January 2, I found myself feeling a lot like the girl on the left—a guest at a party I desperately didn’t want to attend. For me, 38 wasn’t just another year where I’d marvel at how quickly time has passed. It was the age my dad was when he passed away. Strangely enough, I… Continue reading

10 Words I’d Be Happy to Never to Hear Again…

Words are how I make my living, so you’d think I’d love and cherish each and every one of them, right? Well, I’m sitting at Starbucks typing as we speak, and I just heard one of my least favorite words—moist. Yes, one of the baristas was describing the cinnamon swirl coffee cake, and that’s the description he gave. Yes, I wholeheartedly agree that cake that isn’t all dry, flavorless and basically the equivalent of a door stop is delightful indeed, but must it be called “moist?” Ewww. For whatever reason, hearing the “m” word today got me thinking about other… Continue reading

A Tribute to Nora Ephron

Although we’ve never chatted over a cappuccino somewhere in Manhattan or exchanged friendly banter about where you can score the best tiramisu in the West Village since she was a major foodie, I’ve always thought that Nora Ephron and I could be great friends. You know, if we actually knew each other… See, in my book she’s right up there with Jane Austen and Judy Blume as a writer who has a particularly profound influence on me—and my own work. Not only does her quick wit, ear for dialogue, cultural observations and clever turns of phrase still make me insanely… Continue reading

39 Pages In, And I’m Laughing…

Whether it was the year he followed the Bible as literally as possible, his attempt to outsource even the most mundane details of his life or the random musings that resulted from reading the entire Encyclopedia Britannica, I love reading about author A.J. Jacobs’ various social experiments. So naturally, when I heard that he was now dabbling in practically every diet and fitness regimen that’s out there in his pursuit for perfect health, well, I couldn’t wait to start reading. Normally, a book about diet and exercise wouldn’t exactly be my idea of a veritable page-turner. But Jacobs’ intriguing observations,… Continue reading