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Of all the tastes of home that were smuggled back to New York for expat friends after the Christmas break this year, one was more...

Back in the Before Times, when a strange new plague was sweeping the planet and, almost overnight, hugs were replaced with clumsy elbow...

You can’t move apartment in New York without a support team. It just sucks otherwise. If your building isn’t being an asshole about...

If you feel like you’re being waterboarded by life right now, I want you to know – I see you. If you’ve been knocked sideways by the...

Two days. That’s all it took. Two days, four little words, and my life changed, just like that Less than a week before the world...

Back in my old newspaper days, I used to hate those inevitable reviews of the year. They felt so lazy; an easy way to fill space during “sil

You’re watching The Crown, aren’t you? How could you not? Such a splendid mix of fairy tale myth and magic, cursed princesses, wicked...

Some events are so historic, we remember exactly where we were when we witnessed them. The moon landing. The assassination of Kennedy....

Halloween in New York was a little different this year. I didn’t get spanked at a kinky dominatrix party. And I didn’t share a Sex and...

Remember the Sex and the City episode where Miranda discovers the joys of the Rabbit? “I think I'm in love,” our Harvard-educated,

When the fight broke out in line for Century 21’s final day of sales at Lincoln Square – someone mentioned an attempted stabbing, but I can’

"I can definitely hear something.” It’s the third time in the last 20 minutes Cera has stopped our chatter to suggest we may have an uninvit

I played hooky yesterday afternoon – and fell back in love with New York. I hadn't exactly fallen OUT of love, but we’d been getting on ea

On Saturday, relishing the almost fall weather (yay!), I pulled on a jacket I hadn’t worn in months. It felt comforting – emotionally as wel

"Ruth Walker!” The voicemail message begins brightly. “What a darling, charming voice, even on voicemail.” The gentleman caller does not...

I’m at an undisclosed location in the West Village, having drinks with a friend, when I hear what must be the most valuable piece of...

This may not be the first post I write while still wearing most of last night's make-up. But waking up next to a red wig and vague memories