There’s no way around it: I’ve been a bad blogger. It’s not that I haven’t had anything to write about. I haven’t had the time. And to a lesser extent I’ve had not...
I started racking up crushes a long, long time ago. Most of them were on fictional characters or celebrities but some were actual real life boys and I wanted to marry all of them. Name: Ian Year(s) o...
Last Saturday was my three year appleversary. For the uninitiated, I mean I’ve officially been living in New York City for three years. THREE. WHOLE. YEARS. Holy shizz, that’s pretty monu...
Three weeks into 2012 and so far, so gravy. I even get to go to Canada on Monday for work. YES! THAT’S RIGHT. CANADA. Excuse me while I go vomit rainbows and sparkles.
the rockefeller tree
The previous post also applies to friendship. Having been put through hell for the past almost three years – especially the last one – I’ve learned a lot. It’s so cliche to sa...
It’s funny how something as small as lunch can draw a line in the sand between two jobs. After a month of interviews and applications, I started a new position at a new company two weeks ago. O...
- the only time I am known to slam doors is when I’m really pissed off about something, or 16-years-old. Going by the fact that you slam every door that finds its way in your path of destructio...
Most people will say Magnolia Bakery is the best place to get cupcakes in the city but the Cupcake Cafe at Books of Wonder on W 18th St is definitely my go-to spot. Yesterday Susan and I popped in be...
- there really isn’t any need to yank the fridge or freezer open like that. Have you noticed that the only time the ice cube tray flies out and onto the floor is when YOU open the door? - if th...
Within minutes of setting foot outside of JFK last month, I was giving a cab driver the finger and telling a French man he was rude. Ah, New York. What wonders you do for my blood pressure. After spe...
I like to consider myself an artistic person. I’ve been involved in the Arts in some capacity since I was six years old: I danced my way around Ireland, I played three instruments, I acted, and...
Growing up in Ireland, snow was something we really only saw on Christmas cards. The most we ever got was an inch (if we were lucky) that didn’t stick or resulted in a sorry excuse for a snowman who ...
While sipping sangria and stuffing our faces at Opal on 52nd and 2nd last night, my roommate pointed out that had we been in a bar downtown, we would have been hit on five times before the waitress e...
Take one pack of Betty Crocker cornbread mix, add one very bored girl and you get a delicious lunch complete with homemade almond and honey butter. Yum. Despite not using a single knife, still manage...
I’ve always been independent. Whether teaching myself to read before I started school or declining my Home Ec teacher’s offer to help with my Junior Cert childcare project (she later told...
summer ’11 in pictures free champagne & patron at juliet supperclub. oh and sparklers. yankees v mets at yankee stadium. yankees lost. blind tiger beers beer garden in queens margaritas at ...
Truth be told, I was never a country girl. I can’t foot turf to save my life, can’t wander through a field without spraining an ankle or falling into cow dung or nettles, and most definit...
Atlantic City didn’t know what hit it.
“Hey, I’m 22 and have no apparent direction in life so why don’t I just start a fashion blog? I don’t have a job and my super rich parents already pay the rent on my Midtown ...
my first Yankees game my first time leaving the Tri-State area (and not going home) my first time going to Myrtle Beach my first earthquake (sort of) my first hurricane (that had turned into a tropic...
Once upon a time I was scared of everything. That’s not to say I’m totally fearless today, but my list of Things That Scare The Bejesus Outta Me is significantly smaller than it used to b...
- my upstairs neighbor and her fondness for that one squeaky floorboard. She especially likes to stand on it when I’m trying to sleep. In return, I blast Ke$ha before 7.30am every day. - people...
Don’t give someone a fake number when your phone is in your hand because they will call try to call you and you will be caught.
Basically how I look right now. What is it about NY hairdressers refusing to listen to me when I tell them what I want? Bad enough that the most recent one gave me a hard time over only wanting a qua...
Can someone please explain to me what is so bloody awful about not having a boyfriend? If I don’t care about it, why should you? Sure, when you’re 14, it might seem like the worst thing i...
Can we talk about how weird men are? Just in general, like. Yesterday some randomer on the train told me I looked exactly like Jennifer Love Hewitt – but without the breasts. My reaction? A ner...
- I legit listened to Pitbull’s ‘Give Me Everything’ on repeat for four days straight. And I’m still listening to it. - discovered that after Moet and Dom Perignon, cheap cham...
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