I know it’s not the most mature makeup pursuit, but I’ve been searching for the perfect soft pink lipstick since I was, oh, 15. It needed to have a creamy texture, a tone that would look fabulous with a tan but wouldn’t wash me out in winter, and the color had to be perfect: not frosted and cheap looking, but still bright and fun. After trying out NARS’ new Villa Lante satin lip pencil from the Final Cut collection, I might have finally found it… Keep reading »
Here’s the honest truth about how I typically come up with recipes. I either eat something at a restaurant or at a friend’s home that I like and try to replicate it based on the primary flavors I taste and am able to identify, or I see a recipe somewhere, vaguely skim it, go to the grocery store without a list of ingredients and then wing it. I rarely follow a single recipe, I often combine elements of different recipes that I like, and am really only anal about sticking to a recipe when it comes to cook time and temperature. Measurements, especially for things like seasoning, are not exact, and I adjust them to taste. You should approach my recipes with the same sense of … I dunno … haphazardness.
That’s basically the story of how one of my favorite healthy and delicious random single gal recipes came to be. A few months ago, I saw a photo of a salmon recipe from Gwyneth Paltrow’s cookbook, noted the fact that the recipe had “Sriracha” and “lime” in its name and was like, “Oh yeah, that would go good together. I’ll try that!” And on another occasion, I had dinner at Momofuku in New York City, ordered their famed Brussels sprouts, devoured the whole bowl and have been refining my own, more simplistic version ever since. And now, I present both of these recipes to you, which pair together for the perfect single gal supper. (Obviously, you can make any of my recipes for more people, by doubling/tripling/etc. the ingredients and adjusting the cook time if necessary.) Keep reading »
All right parents, who thinks they need to take parenting classes? Wait, scratch that. Better question: who has free time to go take parenting classes? Four parenting classes to be exact? Parents in one part of the US might be forced to find the time … or their kids will fail the sixth grade! Read more on TheStir…
Australian rapper/sing Iggy Azalea is apparently having a bit of a love affair with American pop culture from the ’90s. In addition to her tribute to the incredible glamour of the movie “Showgirls,” Iggy and her pal Charli XCX have now put out this homage to Amy Heckerling’s “Clueless.” It is, as Cher would say, CLASSIC.
Adopting my dog Lucca from a shelter nearly eight years ago is, hands down, the best and most gratifying decision I’ve ever made. While I would never suggest that the love I feel for Lucca is greater because of it, I do think the experience of rescuing a dog, rather than buying from a breeder or a pet store, is very special and meaningful. Back in 2007, I didn’t know what kind of dog I wanted. I don’t think I really cared about a “kind.” I had some loose requirements — a Mastif wasn’t going to work in my studio apartment — but mostly I wanted to find a dog I connected with and who connected with me. It was about finding the right dog, with “right” based much more on intuition rather than a list of breed qualities. This feeling is what photographer Theron Humphrey has captured in his series “Why We Rescue,” featuring photographs of 50 people who adopted their pets and the stories behind those adoptions. The series aims to change perceptions about how loving shelter pets can be. Keep reading »
I’m obviously fluent in English, and can speak a wee bit of Italian, French and Spanish — enough to help me get by in countries where those languages are spoken, but not enough to carry on any real stimulating conversation. I’ve always been envious by people who are fluent in multiple languages, but consider me absolutely amazed by this Finnish-Swedish YouTube user who is so good at speaking other languages, that she can pull off speaking them in gibberish. To the ear, thanks to her pronunciation, accent, and cadence, it sounds like she’s rambling on, making perfect sense in Japanese, French, Italian, Hindi, etcetera. But in actuality, which you really realize when she gets to British English and American English, she’s spewing a bunch of nonsense, using made up words and everything. I find this kind of mesmerizing actually. [Gizmodo]
Earlier this week, teachers on Reddit revealed some of the craziest misconceptions students have about sex. We can’t blame them for thinking that Skittles are a perfectly acceptable form of birth control, we can only blame the adults who’ve left them woefully uniformed.
Well, according to a new survey, they’re not gonna find much reliable information from adults either. An email poll conducted by Vouchercloud.net to find out how knowledgable Americans are about tech-related terms discovered that, sadly, 11 percent of the more than 2,000 participants thought that HTML (the code used to build websites) was a sexually transmitted infection. That’s about one in ten Americans who thinks you can contract HTML from unprotected sex. Keep reading »
I can still remember some of the quieter moments of my pregnancy: laying on the couch, my fingers trailing over my ever-expanding belly, wondering about the baby inside and if everything would be okay. During our first ultrasound appointment around 20 weeks, the tech had been concerned about the size of the baby’s kidneys and some fluid that surrounded them. He pointed it out to me on the screen, and later on the printed pictures we were given to take home. To me, the blurry image looked no more like a baby than a Rorschach inkblot test, but I so desperately tried to see what the tech saw. In the weeks that followed my anxiety shot through the roof. Was this a random anomaly? Was it something I did? Was it something I could have prevented? Keep reading »