Of Spelling Errors, Not Paying Attention, and Web-Slinging

"Everything is going to be alright." So said the engraving on the marble staircase at the Ace Hotel in Manhattan as I climbed up it yesterday, coming from an industry lunch that included as dessert little sugared donut holes … with three dipping sauces. Sigh. But rather than inspire me, that sign just grated on…

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Lowering my prohibitions

Growing up in Maryland, we had crabs. We had Ocean City, we had bragging rights to Washington D.C., and we had crabs. What I was too young to realize was that we also had John Waters. Until I saw "Hairspray" (the movie) in the theaters, with mom. She hadn't grown up in Baltimore, but she…

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Neon lights are bright on Broadway

There are many consequences of Getting Older, and I have refused to whine about most of them. It is boring to talk about gray hairs. (Being blonde and a dyer this isn't an issue yet.) About not moving as fast as you once did. About having to buy creams to cover things that never needed…

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