SPOILER ALERT
Spoiler alert - I owe the podiatrist a Coke. Apparently I *did* need Achilles tendon rupture surgery, according to the ortho who...
MY LEFT FOOT (NOT THE MOVIE)
The update on the stupid foot sitch – I’m seeing my primary care physician tomorrow to hear what he thinks/find out which orthopedic...
LIVING WELL WILL BE MY BEST REVENGE
Sitting on the bike next to the mean old guy from a couple of days ago. Not going to tell him I'm down 4.4 pounds since last week -...
LOSE TO WIN, DAY ONE
My old Such a Pretty Fat trainer Barbie reads this page and no one will have a better appreciation for what I have to say in the next...
MUCH ADO ABOUT LILLY
I’ve been laughing at all the social media outrage over the Lilly Pulitzer/Target collaboration. Really? Given the scope of other...
READ ME IF YOU WANT TO BE LESS FAT THIS YEAR
I’ve always hated New Year’s resolutions because I believe these public declarations set us up to fail. On January 1st, so many of us...
TO OSCAR OR NOT TO OSCAR, THAT IS THE QUESTION (A CONVERSATION ENTIRELY INSIDE MY OWN HEAD)
Are you watching the show tonight? Am I winning anything? No. There’s your answer. I almost never watch. Why would I invest the time in...
WELCOME TO THE FOUR SEASONS, FATTIE
Two days, two kills. That’s my current spider-slaying record. I discovered the first one a couple of nights ago, hanging out on the wall...
MARTHA MONDAY
“Are you still living by Martha’s dictates?” I’ve been asked this question in every interview and at every event since The Tao of...
THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T GO NICE PLACES
Setting: Earlier this week at The Marrow restaurant in the West Village. “How awesome is this?” I say. “We’re in a new place, trying a...
