A lot has happened since the public proclamation of my aversion to the color pink: I met a boy, I bought a bag, I met another boy—all the while wearing out yet another pair of dancing shoes—and bought bar of expensive chocolate. In the midst of all that (and schoolwork, of course), I managed to ... Read More
Back in Bed
I have this standing belief that breakfast tastes best in bed. What's a bowlful of fruit eaten hastily at a kitchen table? Boooring. Paired with Prada and Schiaparelli, however, each bite becomes a chic, gastronimical experience. Stylish, delicious, nutritious with every flip of the page. An ... Read More
It’s the Little Things
Read the first installment for Project Optimism, here. . . . Because list-making makes me happy (here's the proof)... Brie over toasted baguette, for a little taste of Paris in NJ suburbia. Sure, the French baguette isn't so French (or fresh, mind you) and the brie isn't so, well, ... Read More