Love me do

With my hangover from welcoming another new year barely over, I been wondering if someone’s switched my glasses with rose-colored lenses. Have you noticed the shops getting a makeover lately? The sea of red is unavoidable and I’m not talking about Chinese New Year. Whole Foods has started putting the lowly beet, known for it’s…

Valentines schmalentines

I think I started hating Valentines Day in grade school.  I would count the number of cards received, analyze the sappy sentiments inside and ruthlessly grade myself in terms of popularity.  As I got into high school, the lack of a boyfriend really turned me off of the day for lovers – tacky commercialism and…

I heart Provocateur

From some reason, I am on Agent Provocateur’s email list. I should probably move them to my junk folder except that occasionally they send me photos of the latest fashion in high-class call girl, barely-there wear, and the photos are deliciously hot! Last week, the very clever people at AP sent me an invitation to…