I have a feeling some of you are still shoveling your way out of the snow, but here in my corner of the world it feels like summer already. People were out in droves in their shorts and tank tops this weekend in Old Town Pasadena. The heat was exactly what Jamba Juice and Pinkberry were praying for; the lines …
My New Year Valentine
It’s rare that two holidays fall on the same day, but today we get to celebrate both Lunar New Year’s Day and Valentine’s Day. Tradition has it that you are supposed to do today what you’d like for the rest of your year to be. Which means no working, no bickering, and no spending money unless it’s for eating out …
FIMTSO: The Black Shirt
So I thought I’d start the FIMTSO (From Imelda Marcos To Suze Orman) series with the one item that every man, woman, and maybe child probably have in their closets. And that’s the black shirt. I don’t care if it’s the Johnny Cash or Tom Ford kind of black shirt, but you know what I’m talking about. The one that …
From Imelda Marcos To Suze Orman
My eighth grade science fair project was about REM sleep and dreaming. I don’t remember what I proved exactly, but as you can see, ever since I was a kid I have been fascinated by what the mind sees even in a restive state. For all of my life, my dreams have generally been quite animated, full of colors that …
Materialism Is A Naughty Side Effect
After five weeks of observing friends and strangers in Europe two things (resolutions) occurred to me when I got home and unpacked. One, I must stop shopping. It’s now more politically/economically correct to be a recessionista than fashionista, and there’s no reason why I have to shop like Imelda Marcos. Case in point, I should not have this many pairs …