You think I jest. I do not.

I’ve got a DIY spirit and an all-thumbs soul.

When I die, I don’t care if I go to heaven or hell as long as everyone I know is there and it’s furnished by The Brick House.

Corinne Grassini may live in my ideal home.

Ikea, Marimekko, mid century modern…the northern countries seem to have a lock on what’s cool and awesome.

It’s snowing in Los Angeles.

I slipped into an afternoon showing of Bill Cunningham New York the other day.

I first heard about Alexander McQueen from a friend whose sister-in-law was simply mad about him and wore him all the time, almost exclusively, with odd hats and interesting shoes. …

Well, actually more like the writing hole.

Miriam-Webster has a spot on their website where they stick the new words that people send them while those words are waiting to make it into the dictionary.