iPod, uPod ...
Your PDA’s swaddled in suede, your cell’s clad in couture, and your laptop’s loving its sleek new custom case.
Meanwhile, poor iPod — the gadget that turned your morning walk into a personalized hit parade — has nothing to ...
All for One, One for All
8:37 a.m. Teeth: brushed. Coat: on. Newspaper: clutched between teeth. Dash for your belongings and you’re out the door.
Only wait! The darn bag doesn’t match the shoes.
(Quelle horreur!)
No time for the old dump-and-transfer trick. Hope ...
A Place at the Table
Remember the last time you served Mom breakfast in bed?
Pancakes for Mother’s Day circa 1980. Flour, eggs, chocolate sauce, a splash of OJ, and a lake of syrup. How she managed to keep it down …
Fortunately, that recipe ...
On the Money
Bring home the bacon? Fry it up in a pan?
Please. That’s only on your off days.
You’re more than a wage earner. You’re a high-rolling, big-tipping, one-woman industry. It’s time to show off that earning power. Chic Clips, a ...
Restaurant, a Love/Hate Story
This isn’t meant as torture. Really. We debated sparing you the news but felt duty-bound to report. Still, those with fragile egos are advised to stop reading.
Restaurateur Thomas Keller, of the much-lauded French Laundry in Napa, opens Per Se ...
Bedtime Story
Once upon a time (like, yesterday) there lived a beautiful princess, who traveled to a land far, far away (horrors, the mall) in search of a onesie for her tot.
When did baby shopping turn into a nightmarish bedtime story? ...
Dewey's New System
She was sitting in the window at Starbucks, ordinary in every way but one. Miss Green Tea wasn’t tapping away on her PowerBook. She was writing in a sky-blue journal with bold pink flowers. How charming a jolt of civility. ...
Last Resort
You dreamt of Mauritius again last night.
No wonder. Temperatures are plummeting and vacation is over. Your best bet is to find your inner resort.
Option A: The self-help section at the bookstore.
Option B: Charlene Court’s luxurious ...
