yes. and i’m not ashamed to admit to it: we are those people. last week at the groomer, priscilla not only received her requisite, stranger-inducing judgment, stripper feathers, but she also came back with pink ears and a matching pink tail…all this in an...
welcome to the newest edition of “shut the fridge,” a series that peeks into the most intimate shelves of our favorite movers & shakers-the refrigerator. today i’m silly, stupid happy to have my friend and boss, carly farmer, explain how food...
so here’s the story: sunday, in an effort to keep up with the hard tail’d and lululemon wearing elite, you know? the ones who eschew marathon napping, emotional eating, and reality-tv in exchange for extra time at the gym in half-moon pose, kettle-belling...
so sunday, last, i found myself in a predicament not foreign to me: the one where i commit to a major event without scouring the fine print, combing through the details, or in sunday’s case reading my {insert expletive of choice} email. thinking i had agreed to...
welcome to my new series, “shut the fridge.” just like medicine cabinets, i believe one’s refrigerator is a magnifying glass into their soul, psyche, and secrets. to be honest, the idea of photographing my fridge this morning took some courage. did...
they say “sharing is caring.” when i was a little girl, i literally thought “share” meant “give it to katie.” my older brother seemed compelled to always offer up his goods when told to “share.” today i share with you...