To Epidural or Not to Epidural? That Is the Question.

When I found out I was pregnant with my first child, I did what every new mom does — freaked the eff out. What did I know about raising a kid? I was absolutely clueless about babies. As far as I was concerned, they were small, whining machines that haemorrhage money from your bank account faster…

Don’t Be Afraid of Feminism

The F-word. Men despise it. Women dissociate themselves with it. The fashion world has co-opted it until its meaning has been rendered almost useless. Feminism has become a hotly debated topic in the neverending anger-gasm that is the 24-hour news cycle. People distance themselves from the word and say “I wouldn’t call myself a feminist”….

No Apologies: I Formula Feed My Babies

In the few hours after my first child was born, I thought I was really catching on to this whole ‘motherhood’ thing. I could hold him without letting his floppy little head fall back and was learning how to breastfeed. By the second day, however, I was not so confident. I had given birth without…

Little Luxuries and Why I Love Them

I am a serious sucker for little luxuries. They set off that hedonistic part of my lizard brain that indulges in desserts at Le Meurice and silk Twillys. It’s not a need, it’s a want. Coming from an austere childhood, my husband simply cannot understand that part of me. When we pass a gelato stand, I…

DIY Embroidered Picnic Tote

Traditionally, it is when the glittering ball drops over Times Square on New Year’s Eve that serves as an opportunity for new beginnings. Not so for me. Those feelings of renewal and time to reinvent myself have always come with the arrival of Summer. Maybe it’s because I am a Taurus, but there’s just something about this season…