[Chicken paprikash, a la Wodehouse, a la a really old, run-off copy of a page from Good Housekeeping my mom passed down to me ages ago, with a tiny "Yo!" in the corner I doodled on her recipe sheet while chatting with a friend on the phone in the kitchen circa 7th grade.] There's a reason why I ... View Post
[VMFA in Richmond, walking distance from my home in The Fan.] Ha ha! Fanny! I'm sorry, my dad came up with that last time they were visiting. And since fanny is one of my favorite words, it stuck. I'm a Fanny. I live in the Fan. Get it? ... View Post
[Chop Suey Books in Carytown, Richmond, VA.] The more chances you have to be around people---strangers, in particular---the more opportunities you have to be proven right about them. Or wrong, however you view the glass. I tend to assume every person is both fundamentally kind, and trustworthy. ... View Post
Testicular metaphors! My specialty. Rob was quite the bacon maker this weekend, so I found myself in need of free entertainment. Emphasis on 'free.' ... View Post
[Staring at Stars t-shirt and bra, Urban Outfitters + Free People shorts + Sam Edelman booties + Dannijo purse + Low Luv pendant.] My father wasn't a big man. He was only inches taller than my mother---scrawny, almost, but strong---with hair that was always a little too long, unless it had just ... View Post