Now that summer is here Manhattan is a hotbed of girls wearing seasonally appropriate clothing. For once, it’s a time when men are more uncomfortable than women in terms of wardrobe. While guys are sweating underneath their suits and jackets, girls are frolicking around in sundresses, short skirts, rompers, etc.
But it’s not all fun and [...]

My sister is having a hard time with the New York City dating scene. Last week alone she went out with a performance artist from Brooklyn who ended up being gay (not a huge surprise), a former child star turned PhD student who ended up being a creeper (another inevitability).
Her third date of the week [...]

A very handsome straight boy I know was recently jean shopping in the men’s department at Barneys. Given his exceptional height, features, and personal style, all of the gay sales boys immediately flocked to his aid.
As soon as they saw the boy’s girlfriend approach him, they were disappointed and less enthusiastic about helping him find [...]

A friend of mine attended the ‘Spring Is For Lovers’ party at her Ivy League graduate school. It was held at a nightclub and intended to bring together the engineering students with the French literature students, etc. etc., because apparently being in grad school requires a middle school dance in order to facilitate dating.
My friend [...]

‘Please Rape Me,’ my performance art piece at the MoMA was one of the colder experiences of my life, mostly because it was 20 degrees and windy, but also because I was wearing cellophane. But more importantly, it was cold because the art world guests attending the Armory Show Opening Night Benefit Party were so [...]

My friend has a thing about meeting men on public transportation. Unfortunately, her daily commute involves the crosstown bus at 79th Street, which does not present a host of eligible bachelors (mainly elderly women going from the Metropolitan Museum to Zabar’s).
One day my friend exited the bus and glanced in her purse to find an [...]

I don’t know about you, but New Year’s Eve usually makes me really depressed. That is, unless you’re madly in love with the man/woman of your dreams and that person is the one kissing you at midnight.
In 2011 I hope to:
1. Get a prestigious job.
2. Get my novel published, or at least get a literary [...]

I’ve encountered my fair share of male flashers, but thankfully have yet to be seated next to one on an airplane, like the poor 17-year-old girl who witnessed a man masturbating under his tray table on her flight home. She had engaged in innocent small talk with the man before take-off, and when she least expected, [...]

The thought of marriage is a bit daunting to me, given that I’m slightly neurotic and can’t imagine finding someone who will put up with my shenanigans forever and a day. Then of course there’s the issue of meeting a man whom I can bear ‘til death do us part – in bed, at the kitchen [...]

Most of Manhattan’s residents live in such close quarters that it’s not unusual to hear clomping feet, clamoring pots and pans, hammering, shouting, and other standard household noises through the walls of your apartment. But occasionally it can be an awful disturbance, if not simply a sound one can’t ignore — particularly when it’s the [...]