Expected: A standard, run-of-the-mill NYC garbage bin filled to the brim with, well, garbage, naturally… Unexpected: A standard, run-of-the-mill garbage bin in Italy filled right to the brim entirely with …
It was like any other conversation. Any other day. Drinks. Food. Friends. And then I said your name. I liked the way your name felt safe in my mouth. Shaping …
A new kind of service standards are in order. Think of the people in your life. The ones that matter. Really matter. What kind of service would they say you’re …
Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius. -Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
This photo is from my mother’s family collection. It’s a fave. While most people revere politicians or athletes, it’s a special kind of place that honours the birthday of a …
Expected: Standard, run of the mill car parking on the side of the road. Unexpected: A fancy-dancy-multi-level-elevator-style parking lot. Ah, New Yorkers are parking magicians – they can even create …
The lonely stand in the dark corners of their hearts. I have seen them in cities, and in my own neighborhood, nor could I touch them with the magic that …
B, Happy *29th-ish* birthday my NY/NJ soul sista!! Celebrating with you in spirit for a drink and a laugh, Ms. Lady Liberty. xoxo S p.s. I hate that no matter …