it’s here. can i get an “amen” please? will the real katie osumi please stand up? this week i’ve been a bathrobe shuffling, katherine hepburn bobble head, babbling out weighty thoughts {at least i think they are} and musings with the gravity of...
so after 37 strung out, trick-turning years, feeling completely defenseless against all things chocolate sandwiched, science has validated my enslavement to nabisco: oreos are as addictive as cocaine to your brain! no longer will i feel ashamed about my nights out...
my style is of a preppy, new england co-ed, live and die for the corduroy and tweed sandwich-ilk. there’s something about fall though that ups the ante on my argyle addiction and sweater vest ways. elbow patched sweaters with penny loafers are as obligatory as...
welcome to the latest installment of “shut the fridge,” where our favorites let us glimpse inside their eating world. i am cuckoo-clock crazy for today’s guest. i’ve been trying to get my beautiful friend, cassie piasecki, on GNI since i first...
fresh off the pointy-shoe clad streets of paris where skirts of lavender and violet played tag in the wind, my ever-fashionable friend, niloofar, air-france’d back the best, most-french souvenir of all: ladurée macarons. prettier than any box of tiffany blue or...
welcome to the latest edition of “shut the fridge,” my series where we glimpse into the fridge’s of our favorites. today i’m half-moon pose happy to welcome my girl, my love, jill grogg. jill grogg is one of most popular yogis in town. throngs...
