Friday the 13th New York NIGHTMARE on 42nd Street

Your Friday the 13th begins at the crossroads of the world: Times Square. The lights are blinding and each animated sign flashes so quickly it feels seizure inducing. Giant billboards proclaim NEW YORK CITY SUPPORTS TRUMP FOR SUPREME EMPEROR and CHICAGO: NOW STARRING WILLIAM HUNG AS BILLY FLYNN! You’re smashed shoulder to shoulder between tourists, selfie-sticks rise above the crowd like torches and pitch forks. “WHERE IS TIME SQUARE?” bellows into your ears at alternating intervals, always questioned with a whining southern twang. Sneakered feet move in unison, side to side like wind up dolls on their last crank.

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A First Date Worth Getting Excited About?

I made the rookie mistake of getting excited about a first date.

Not even a first date! A Drinks ‘n’ Winks! I’d never met the guy before.

If you have any experience with online dating, you know any excitement before a first meeting is a recipe for Disappointment. With a capitol D.

Don’t be excited for this date, Mary Lane. I tried to talk myself down as I Citibiked to meet him at a bar in the Village. You’re just building up a fantasy that’s all going to come crashing down when you meet him. This isn’t fair to him OR you. Come on, girl! Crash and burn those expectations! Read More

Bright Lights, Big Screens of the Pixel Forest NYC

It was snowing heavily Saturday afternoon and still the line for the New Museum stretched all the way down the block and around the corner. I don’t know why I was surprised, the Pixel Forest is the most buzzed about art exhibit of the season.

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We stood in line for over 30 minutes, enduring the elements of sleet and snow, on the Bowery in lower Manhattan. All this to enter the much acclaimed and photographed Pixel Forest, Swiss artist Pipilotti Rist’s latest exhibition at the New Museum.

The Pixel Forest Pipilorri Rist Exhibition

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Snow Day Street Art at First Street Green Art Park

Snow didn’t stop all Saturday. The concrete jungle was colorless with hardly a yellow cab to break up the white and gray. Instead of hibernating in my warm apartment, I trekked out onto the frosty streets in search of color.

First Street Green Art Park

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On the boarder of the East Village and Lower East Side, this park is the most reliable, concentrated source of street art in lower Manhattan. The whiteness of the snow really made the colorful walls stand out.

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So Many Reasons Why No One Should Ever Ask Me on a Coffee Date

A cute, intelligent fella asked me if I wanted to meet him for coffee after work. I said yes.
If I was a normal person, that would be the end of this story.

But I’m not.

I wanted to meet him, but not for fucking coffee.

Everything That Goes Through My Mind When a Dude Suggests a Coffee Date (Warning: It’s not pretty)

I can’t drink coffee at 6:30PM. Did he want me up all night? Is this what bachelors are doing in 2017? Make her drink coffee at 6:30PM so when she’s lying awake in bed at 4AM, cursing caffeine, she booty calls you because there’s fuck-all else to do? Even in the city that never sleeps?! Read More