The Case of the Hol(e)y Underwear
PIC has a thing about my underwear. As in he hates it. And I can’t say that I blame him… I do take a bit of…
PIC has a thing about my underwear. As in he hates it. And I can’t say that I blame him… I do take a bit of…
I was recently hired to write a series of DIY pieces for a site called Weddingbee. This is good because in the past few months I’ve…
Well, that did not go according plan. I was sitting in Planned Parenthood, waiting for my annual exam and even though I had a great new…
Anthropologically speaking, this makes total sense: weddings are a rite of passage and rites are meant to be enjoyed/endured (take your pick) with groups of people…
That’s it. I’ve crossed the rubicon and there’s no turning back. I’ve been talking to vendors, sampling appetizers, collecting magazines, trying on dresses and even agreeing,…
After two bridal expos, a day trip to DC and five dresses, think it’s safe to say I am feeling rather wedding-ed out this morning. …
It’s here. It’s finally, finally here: my very first exclusive invitation to a big-city bridal salon for (wait for it) “discerning brides.” Tickets usually cost $75…
Between Monday’s post about dogs and Wednesday’s post about dogs, I figured I might as well keep this canine theme going a bit longer. And so,…
It’s almost here: the arrival of Pope Francis in the City the Brotherly Love. And in case you forget, I-95 is just brimming with billboards to…
Remember on Monday when I said that my work schedule wasn’t really conducive to dog ownership? Well, I was wrong. It is. It so is. I’ve…
It’s weird, the things that go along with getting married that you don’t really think about until they’re right there in front of you. You get…
Before you ask, no, this post isn’t actually about killing birds. It is about dogs though. Before we begin, however, I need to explain that PIC…