From and By Natasha
Dear 8-year old me, I don’t know how to break this to you, but things didn’t work out exactly as you planned. You didn’t end up marrying Kirk Cameron (and by the way, he’s not as cool as you think he is) and you’re not a businesswoman employed by a mysterious gentleman who is also … Continue reading Dear 8-year Old Me
Has something ever upset you so much that you feel like you’re in one of those old cartoons where the character’s whole body gradually turns red from toes to head, with little wiggly steam lines emanating from its head? Like you’re literally going to explode with rage? That feeling’s always just a baby carrot away … Continue reading I have Misophonia, don’t chew?
Dear West Elm, I’d like to share a little story with you. Once upon a time there was a young(ish) couple with a small baby. They had just moved from the South End to Jamaica Plain and they wanted to get grown up furniture for their new house. No more IKEA for them!* So they … Continue reading Dear West Elm
Dear Joanne Chang, This is probably pretty obvious by now, but you are clearly a better person than I am. First of all, I bet you would’ve promptly written a thank you note to someone who had taken time away from running their very successful business to meet with you if the roles were reversed … Continue reading Dear Joanne Chang
If we’re Facebook friends, you’ve probably noticed my 8 million photos of my trip to Toronto to help my grandmother, Nana (rhymes with Ghana) celebrate her 100th birthday. Aside from being the Cutest Person In The World, my Nana is also the kindest and gentlest. Here she is beaming her beautiful smile with me, five … Continue reading The Things I Ate (And Learned)
Guys, I’m not trying to brag, but I’m pretty good at Facebook. Possibly too good. Sometimes my own parents will say they don’t need to talk to me because they already know what’s on from my Facebook. Here are 10 things I’ve learned about Facebook, starting with the obvious. 1. Don’t overpost. Obviously, I’ve been … Continue reading Things I’ve Learned (Mostly The Hard Way) About Facebook
Dear People of Whole Foods, Stop. Stop driving like a-holes. It’s a parking lot, not that Canobie Lake Park ride where you drive the little cars with the metal rail in the middle so you can’t veer off track. We don’t have the metal rails, fools! Stop taking up the entire (tiny) vegetable section while … Continue reading Dear People of Whole Foods
