[Wedding bound in 3 shades of grey.] Dating someone new is a pretty magical, transformative thing—when done with one's whole heart and head and time and that kind of thing. At this age, especially. I wrote once about how with years I noted a general narrowing of my existence and ... View Post
Scenes from the Wong Gonzalez friends and family opening night where I enjoyed a very ginny cocktail and some delicious food. And above, a photo I posted with the following caption: Fun fact: I've had one of these Tootsie Roll pop wrappers folded up in my wallet for the last 10 years. Why? That ... View Post
Car rides are like creepy milestones that occupy way too much of my memory bank. First dates, first fights, first kisses, first breakups, first breakthroughs. I think we take for granted that as we get older, it becomes much less likely that we'll spend time riding in a car with someone we don't ... View Post
Took this witchy number out for a spin recently. I'd have more to say about that, but looking back I think it was the night I had two too many glasses of champagne, hopped on my broom, and ended up melodramatically crying about something and wiping my boogers all over C's couch. Poor guy. [A ... View Post
Another week, another fantastic live performance in one of my favorite venues, Strange Matter. C and I had a bourbon, some grub, then strolled down a few blocks to hear some truly phenomenal tunes—like, super up close and personal. One of those nights that make the place you live feel bigger and ... View Post