When I was still in high school, I showed up to my first day of my first ever job so nervous that I promptly threw up in the bathroom and went home. Stories of my mother’s salad days at the Magic Pan had, for me, gilded black aprons and slip resistant shoes; there was no higher grace than that of a good waitress. With agility, speed, control, and a bit of prescience and good humor, she is universally capable (in cases of zombie attacks or overcooked ... Read More
BY Lex Ellenthal
in Style File
on Jul 22, 2014
I’ve been dyeing my hair since I was 10 years old. It's been just about every color imaginable- even green, and green is a tough hair color to rock. I also usually dye my hair myself since salons are so insanely expensive. I've collected more than a few tricks for achieving the perfect dye job over the years, so here are my top seven for all of you who are thinking about taking the color plunge.
1. Use a buddy! Dyeing hair, especially your own, is ... Read More
BY Gwen Berumen
in Style File
on Jul 01, 2014
Holiday sales are my favorite part of capitalism. Really, the Independence Day of our great nation can’t be celebrated in a better way in my opinion.
As a thrifty nickel, I’ve been on the lookout for the places with the best sales on the July 4th weekend. Here are a couple of tips that have worked for me in past when searching for the best deals.
1. Coupons are a girl's best friend
Retail Me Not has saved me a lot of money. Many stores ... Read More
BY Amy Carlberg
on Jun 07, 2014
I exit the elevator at the penthouse level. As I enter the apartment, the host of the party bounds down the stairs, shouting my friend's name. Him: aviators, open white linen shirt. My friend: modest blue shorts and a brown sweater, gorgeous, thin, well-connected. Me: high-waisted flower-print skirt I've had for 12 years, see-through mesh top, and an awkward grin. And the penthouse: Xanadu, if Xanadu were in the West Village. I feel I should have dressed more ... Read More
BY Eileen Milman
on Jun 01, 2011
Summer may not have officially started yet, but the summer heat is HERE. I spent this past weekend with my sweaty skin sticking to subway seats, leather couches, and my boyfriend. I probably spent most of my time peeling myself off of things.
I am not made for this kind of heat. It's clearly here to make me suffer. Getting into cars that have been baking out in the sun in 90 degree weather? It's THE WORST. Almost as bad as trying to fall asleep in a ... Read More