May 2010

A few weeks ago my friend Zac and I were talking about what hipsters were, what they’ve become, and how I’m probably never going to be one. Bottom line – I don’t really understand it. Zac is a hipster, but of the authentic not purchased-on-St.-Mark’s variety, so I asked him to write us a little ditty about the meaning behind the moniker. On Hipsterdom: What …

Humor me, if you will, and count the times in a typical week that you do something because you and you alone felt like doing it – watched two hours of DVR’d Addicted instead of cleaning your room, left the apartment at 10pm in search of Tasti D, walked to the grocery store to buy cheese in the middle of making a sandwich because any …

Yesterday morning I almost threw up all over myself (and my boss) at a packed event – and a mustard yellow spectator mary jane with a 5 inch wooden heel in not the kind of shoe you want to be running in, vomit-covered. My near-reputation-ending scene stems from the fact that there are three things that can happen on tv (or in a film slash …

It’s not often that I write a piece offering an honest glimpse into a personal struggle that’s void of both sarcasm and issues involving “men” – but this most recent Lemondrop piece is just that. A little window into my own self-help solution to getting out of a major life rut. Though, according to my Mom, she invented this.. I am what people refer to …

Listen, facts are facts and fact is you don’t have time to be friends with everyone. There’s TV to watch and cocktails to drink and second careers to plan. I know someone who commits upwards of an hour a week to a full check of her 767 Facebook friends so she can send as many “keep in touch” messages as possible. That is outrageous. My …