I don’t care how beautiful you think puffy piles of crystalline snow are. I don’t care about your cozy sweaters and your hot tea and your crackling fires. I don’t care about skiing or or parkas or that Scandinavian concept of Hygge that all the hipsters and wine moms have adopted. I don’t want anything to do with it. To me, as I’m sure you know, winter is a hellish misery of frozen doors and chilled fingers and darkness and eternal misery.
LOVE: Elvira: People don’t give her the credit she deserves, but Elvira is a hugely important cultural icon. She’s always been a part of my conscious, but I don’t know […]
MANDATORY HILARY DUFF INTERLUDE: This will make sense later on. ***** I can’t say that I really felt any better the next day. This was a constant problem of mine […]
Monday: Why don’t you spend some time going through social media and deleting people and groups that don’t bring you happiness? I was appalled the other day when I saw […]
LOVE: HyVee’s Asiago Cheese Bread: I love grocery stores. They have always been one of my favorite places. Even when I travel, I find grocery stores to be one of […]
I’ve been doing this series for over a year and I’ve realized that I love many more things than I hate — most of the time — and I suppose […]
LOVE: Pocket Doors: I am beyond obsessed with pocket doors. In fact, I think they might well be my favorite thing a person can do to their home. Why have […]
LOVE: Bitchin’ Kitchen: I grew up on cooking shows, I credit Martha and Julia with my interest in cookery and the baking arts. I moved to Paris because of Julia, […]