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Coffee with writers

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[image error]My last few weeks in New York are upon me, and I'm trying to pack in everything I can. Today I'm meeting up with Blake Nelson, who is in town for a few days before he heads back to LA, where he promises to show me his surf stylings and how to wear a newsboy cap. He and two of his friends are going to MOMA today to see the Tim Burton show (as Blake put it, "I don't know why I'm paying money to see some guy's crap"–yep, that's why I'm sitting here, blogging, instead.) Then they're meeting me...

First winter snowfall!

[image error]I'm so glad it snowed before I left town for the land of perpetual sunshine. We had such a big storm last night I was actually snowed in, and had to cancel on Alison Brower's holiday party. My friend Jesse suggested his sister, Abby and I come to his Brooklyn loft instead and order in, but I couldn't figure out a way to get there. When I woke up this morning, I saw that my car had been buried by a snowplow. I thought about going to the hardware store, buying a shovel and digging it out, but i...

A holiday/goodbye gathering

[image error]Last night a bunch of friends came over to say goodbye before I leave for LA. Of course, I completely forgot to take pictures! Here I am at the end of the night with a plate of pigs in a blanket (I also made artery-slowing Devils on Horseback and guacamole.) My friends Genevieve and Ted got a babysitter for the occasion, and my LA-roomie-to-be, Carole Radziwill, made the heroic trek to Brooklyn in a floor-length fur coat, which she said I could borrow, but I told her I'd rather be naked than ...

Glamour has a holiday party

[image error]Last night I attended Glamour magazine's annual holiday party. But this one was a little different, because editor-in-chief Cindi Leive held it at her house! I love when people hold parties in in their homes, particularly in New York, where checking out real estate is one of my favorite pastimes. Plus, who doesn't want to see the inside of their boss's home? It was cozy and pretty and cool, with exposed brick and an eclectic mix of mid-century modern furniture. Though I left with a twinge of ...

Preparing for a Confessional Comics Art Show

[image error]I met up with Michael Kaminer today; he's the co-creator of Graphic Details: Jewish Womens' Autobiographical Comics. It's a traveling art show featuring original art by a variety of Jewish artists (me among them!) Here he is, looking through my highly disturbing childhood cartoons, a few of which will be featured in the show, alongside original art from my book. The show will originate in San Francisco, go through Toronto and hopefully end up in London. Naturally, I will be campaigning to go ...

My ongoing, love-hate affair with reality TV

[image error]Reality TV cracks me up, and I'll never apologize for loving it. Just came across this great quote on a celebrity news blog, referring to Kourtney Karkashian of E!'s Keeping Up  with the Kardashians, who just gave birth to a baby boy:

"I love being pregnant. I feel like it's going by too fast. It is the best thing that's happened to me. It's such a spiritual thing happening in your body, and it's what your body is made for." (Incidentally, she plans to shed the baby weight with QuickTrim.)

How ...

I learned my lesson with triplets

[image error]When you buy Hannukah gifts for a set of triplets (in this case, my nieces and nephew), you are supposed to buy them the exact same gift, in the exact same color. Or face WWIII. Here they are, looking angelic just before they had a full-fledged meltdown. Also, apparently you are supposed to look at age label on the box. I got Chase a set of Sea Monkeys (Ages 5 and up); Ellis a Wooly Willy (ages 4 and up) and Sydney a 3-D Drawing Pad (Ages 6 and up). Whoops. [image error][image error]

Friday night debauchery

[image error]Oh, you know, just another fabulous night in New York City, cultural center of the universe, hanging with "downtown impresario" Amanda Stern. Could my life be any more fabulous? After straightening up my apartment, updating my Facebook page and walking my dog, I headed over to life of the party Amanda Stern's pleasure palace so we could tear it up into the wee hours of the night. We cooked stir fry, talked about boys and watched 90210. Then we made popcorn. Here she is, eating her second...

Happy Hannukah from the worst Jew ever

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Jew, me?

Look, I appreciate my Jewish heritage. We've got Woody Allen movies. Matzo Ball Soup. Hollywood. Sex appeal. Doctors. Frankly, we've got all the good jokes. But I'm not going to lie to you: Right now, I'm listening to my friend Paul's "Classic Christmas" playlist, while bathed in the twinkling lights of my Christmas tree, and burning a Dipthyque "Evergreen" holiday candle. Let's face it: Christmas smells good. It's cheerful and pretty. It inspires songs that aren't in the key of D...

I had my Dr. Oz closeup

[image error]I taped The Dr. Oz Show yesterday; it should air in about two weeks. The topic was sleeping pill addiction, and I was brought onto the show as an example of someone who overcame it. The guy who did my hair was from Texas, and said he was giving me "big Texas hair." He was hilarious. I really did like the way it looked, but it was such a snarled mess of hairspray and knots this morning, I worried it was going to break off at the roots. During the segment, I was seated in the front row as if I ...