As someone who has now done quite a bit of grown-up dating (so much so that apparently I’m an expert on the subject — thanks, Huffington Post) I’ve had my fair share co-ed sleepovers. Before you get judgmental, it’s not like
After a 5-Day romantic vacation in Napa with my brother and parents (don’t even ask.), I decided that I needed to take a little me time. So I booked myself a couples mud bath, for one, at the hotel spa.
Lucky for me, a Sunday night when you’re unemployed is pretty much just an extension of the weekend. So, last week, I set out to find the best Sunday party in New York. The winner? Bingo at the Standard Hotel.
I won’t deny it: being unemployed is awesome. I have absolute freedom to do whatever and go wherever I want, and finally have time to do things like go to the doctor (I’ve been to the eye doctor 5 times
In true Georgetown fashion, there are countless traditions associated with our graduation. Each year, on graduation eve, there is a black tie event at union station, followed by after parties, followed by the entire senior class going to the Lincoln Memorial
J. Lo is my celebrity crush. She is a strong, independent bitch, and somehow seems to get hotter and more successful with age. What other 45-year-old woman could attend the MetBall pretty much naked and land herself on Vogue’s Best