I’m packed into the Friday night Metroliner, a travel artery for upwardly mobile professionals hitting weekend destinations along the Eastern Seaboard. A man claims the seat next to me, nodding a stiff greeting before retreating into his Blackberry. He’s in his forties, trim, with a full head of hair and a caramel tan. He wears […]
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Parents are funny. It’s as if, at the moment they first lay eyes on their offspring, their brains get affixed with an “Obsessive Worry” mechanism that kicks into overdrive every time the child approaches physical danger. Yes, I know — I haven’t experienced the existential joys that are procreation and child-raising, so there’s no way […]
Another cloudy spring night, another in the seeming endless line of shmoozy Manhattan parties. (”But we have to keep going to them!” New Yorkers always say. “That’s why we live here, right?”) Spotting a few familiar faces, I head for a nearby banquette, where S and T lounge in front of half-empty martinis, looking bored […]
“So how’s that book coming?” an old friend asks, choosing her words carefully.
“Oh, it’s fine. You know, plugging away.” I opt for cryptic, visibly uncomfortable with this line of questioning - she’s always been the superior writer, composing prose that pours on the page like top shelf scotch into a crystal tumbler. Meanwhile I’m […]
There’s nothing quite as scrumptious as the juicy neurosis of a brand new job. In an exciting (for me, anyway) turn, I’ve bade a fond farewell to the Huffington Post and taken a new position. And, in the true New York media spirit of assuming that every minute detail about your life is deeply newsworthy, […]
Nine PM on a Tuesday night, we’re home, fed, watching TV, doing our best to forget about all the work we didn’t get done in the past twelve hours that needs to get done before we can go to bed (but probably won’t). Boyfriend lies on the couch with Cat sprawled across his stomach while […]
Blog’s been dormant for a few days as I’ve been busy soaking in the sad depths of Libbytude for Huffpo. But now we’re back up and running, complete with an announcement: Starting today, Opinionistas will be syndicated on Yahoo. Once a week a different post will be featured on Capessa, a women’s lifestyle and wellness […]
“Bonsoir!” chirps the tiny hostess as we step from a drizzly Rue St. Honore into the bar entryway. She wears diamond studs and a black dress so tight her head and neck look squeezed out the top like a tube of frosting. “Are you on the list this evening?” she says in too-perfect French that […]
“So what are you and Boyfriend doing for Valentine’s Day?” K asks in that wonderfully expectant way women have of talking about a holiday constructed around commercially-cultivated links between love and expensive jewelry. Swallowing a gulp of ginger ale (the arctic temperatures and unrestrained germ explosions turning every vodka tonic into a possible bubonic plague), […]
Thanks to all the readers who’ve written in about this post. Many of you were only too happy to inform me that the culprit behind the Unnamed Evil Known As Being Wrong is little more than a big fat OD on pride. While there’s likely some truth to that, filing the whole phenomenon under an […]
