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As I left my apartment Friday morning for work—not my Sex and the City job mind you, but a standardized patient shift (if you don’t know what that is, check out this post from 10.20.11)—I was particularly jazzed about my commute. My gig was in the Bronx, a good hour and forty-five minutes from where… Read more »

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By the light the silvery moon, New York in June. Zero Mostel sang it best in the 1968 film The Producers. This past week, I experienced Manhattan in June. Pictured here is a cloud-swirled full moon over Washington Square; Gramercy Park balconies & ivy; Sheep Meadow squirrels; East River clouds, boats, lighthouses and bridges; the… Read more »

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If your child is a little too old to be giving his father a mug with “I love you Daddy” scrawled on it in crayon, I have some better options for the upcoming holiday courtesy of Josh Bach, an attractive gift shop that also has a good personality. We have a new location for one… Read more »

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Last night I went to the theatre to see a wonderful play called Venus in Fur. My friend Ross was the assistant director, so I hung around afterwards to congratulate him. I was waiting on the sidewalk outside of the theatre, innocently chatting with my theatre date about love, life, and the pursuit of happiness, when… Read more »

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Q: A week or so ago I was reading the comments posted in response to a fashion-related article on an entertainment website. There, one woman stated that “nice yoga pants” (an oxymoron!), a tee shirt, and sneakers were perfectly acceptable attire for shopping or lunch with a friend. She claimed that because of her children, she no longer… Read more »

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Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity. —Lucius Annaeus Seneca…and Robert Evans In homage to the woman who inspired this blog, Joanne Woodward, I wanted to share the fact that I’ve accomplished two non-Harry related things in the last few weeks. The first is that I completed my thesis. Hallelujah! The second is that I… Read more »

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Ask a New Yorker: You just finished walking the highline. How was it? Stephanie: It was magical. It was fantastic. It’s such a beautiful day; the clouds are out so we didn’t have direct sun. There was a little slight breeze blowing. There were people walking the Highline together and it was wonderful. Being above… Read more »

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Yesterday, a hawk soared over Central Park’s Sailboat Lake (aka the Conservatory) for twenty minutes without a landing. The British were at the Band Shell celebrating the Olympics, charity, rugby, and the Queen’s 60th year on the throne. They also brought along a beautiful classic car just because. Near the statue of the Union soldier… Read more »

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Anyone who has ever given me a haphazard pat on the back knows the consequences of that simple gesture. Touching my back—out of necessity or concern or coincidence—means subjecting yourself to one of my full meltdowns. Literally I melt—my spine curves into a hump, my shoulder blades poke upward, and my chin falls to my… Read more »