Signs of a failed Saturday night
Begin on a high note: dinner at a cozy Cuban restaurant in the West Village, where you order a “vanilla fist” cocktail with spiced rum. Between you and your dinner companion, devour one-fifth of a cow...
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It’s nice to be obsessed over
As of two weeks ago I had never ordered anything from Zappos.com; shoe sizes can vary so widely from brand and brand and with one of my feet half a size bigger than the other, even the promise of free...
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Oh, you’re an architect? (leans in closer)
A recent dinner conversation enlightened me to the fact that deep down, every girl wants to marry an architect. If this is news to you, as it was to me, don’t worry. We’ll get there. But first, a few...
View ArticleTwo observations
Just came back from a trip to Trader Joe’s. The employees there have to be some of the cheeriest I’ve ever met. The cashier who checked me out, Tenzin, is the kind of person I imagine who takes in...
View ArticleStraight talk
The first thing you notice when you sit down at Perry’s station is the digital clock in the shape of a clapperboard, accurate to the millisecond. It read 11:03 plus change as I settled into the chair....
View ArticleSomething to work towards
“See how your mind no longer flits back and forth between memory and anticipation. It’s here. That’s the greatest gift you can give someone. And it’s the greatest gift you can give yourself.” -Carrie,...
View ArticleStilled by the shutter
Wonderful quote about the art of photography; you could say it captures (bad pun alert…it’s late and I’m tired) the essence of the medium: “Every photograph stops time. This is the most banal,...
View ArticleRub this story
Like other East Asian languages, Korean lacks a distinctive “L” or “V” sound. So “love” ≈ “rub.” ~~ If you’ve never had Korean BBQ, you might find people’s craze for it hard to understand. A good...
View ArticleSometimes you have to lose one sense to gain another
In high school I had a teacher who had a habit of leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes if you came to him to discuss something important, whether it was getting guidance on a paper,...
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A day in the life of a wannabe hipster
Wear corduroy shorts. Carry the cloth tote with the whimsical design you hand screen printed at the Philly ICA. Don your plastic navy Ray-Bans, courtesy of Pepsi’s promotions department (UV sticker...
View ArticleLove is blind and always accompanied by madness
Xenia, my roommate, who is one language short of being able to sing this song, introduced me to a wonderful fable that’s the origin of a common Spanish saying, “El amor es ciego y la locura siempre lo...
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In the spirit of Fashion Week
In past years, I remember thinking how I would love to be in New York City during this mother lode of all sartorial celebrations. Now that I’m closer to the action than ever before, I’ve felt a strange...
View ArticleAre you a tension-diffuser or a tension-enhancer?
Recently learned one of the key criteria used to evaluate senior members in our group is whether they’re a tension-diffuser or a tension-enhancer: When an unexpected deadline or major obstacle crops...
View ArticleSleep No More: Voyeurism never felt so excusable
There I was on a Saturday night, elbowing strangers out of the way so I could get a better view of Lady Macbeth and her lover performing bedroom gymnastics. Thirty minutes later, I was dashing down a...
View ArticleReady, set, go
Step 1: Find a group of friends Step 2: Accomplish as much of the following list as you can in 24 hours (not necessarily in the order shown, except for the first bullet) Rule 1: At any given moment,...
View ArticleBut seriously, call me sometime
One of the hardest things about transitioning from Penn to “the real world” has been ensuring the friendships that sprang to life on campus don’t wilt in the concrete expanse of New York City....
View ArticleA thank you, fourteen years overdue
“Most of the great things that teachers do are not seen by adults, and are taken for granted by children.” Of all the recent coverage on education reform, this line from the NYT has stuck with me the...
View ArticleGrapefruit
fingernail puncture to the skin burrowing beneath a reluctant peel, your dry detachment fibrous white tendrils cling to crevasses to my finger tips spokes of pink teardrops are tart sweetness on my...
View Article10 signs you’re the child of first-generation immigrants
1. You were the kid decked out in head-to-toe protective gear at the skate rink 2. John Mayer is the only contemporary artist your parents consistently recognize on the radio 3. You view the oven,...
View ArticleBlack Friday 2.0
My family’s never been part of the doesn’t-camping-out-in-the-Best-Buy-parking-lot-sound-like-fun Black Friday contingent, but this year’s shopping spectacular was memorable for different reasons....
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