The House, or lack thereof
My plan on Wednesday was to march down to my realtor’s office on Walnut Street, sign away my life’s savings and get the key to my…
A Revelation in Sequins
Last week, I went out with my friend Katie for drinks at the Moshulu (a swanky tall-ship-cum-restaurant a few blocks away, at which I can afford…
My House Obsessing System
If all goes according to plan, I will become an official home owner in exactly three weeks. This means, amongst other things, that I have no…
What Happens in Atlantic City…
Being a good Sou’ Philadelphian, I spent the weekend “down the shore” at my parents’ beach rental with my college roommate. At least that was the…
The Capitalist Kool-Aid
When I’m not busy daydreaming about kitchen cabinets or whether or not it would be possible to paint an accent wall to resemble Islamic tile, the…
