First Person Singular by Wendy Braitman

Less is More

Since becoming a full-fledged adult, I’ve stayed clear of Halloween. Apart from the mounds of candy which I love, the holiday leaves me cold. I’m freaked by the look of zombies and gooey brains and I lack whatever fantasy gene must be required to enjoy dressing up. In my early twenties when dragged to a party, I went looking like Charlie Chaplin. Though my costume included good menswear chic, it was a lousy idea for attracting a date. I learned my lesson. The next Halloween, I chose to go as a flapper. And on that night, I met one of the great loves of my life.

It’s So Hard to Keep Up

Image: Flux design studio

Are You Happy With Your Hair?

Image: Marc Johns

Expect the Unexpected

Fly Me to the Moon

Please. Especially after the day I’m having.

Image: Vintage Japanese poster

Delectable Tongue Twisters

How many different ways can you say, Peter piper picked a pickled pepper? Apparently, a lot. Check out Lips of Babel, a beautiful, short video by photographer Elle Muliarchyk.

Best Use Yet For an Iron

Image: Christopher Labrooy

Choosing Optimism

I just got a haircut, and that always makes me feel renewed. Heading towards the weekend, and with no specific evidence in sight, I’m assuming a positive outcome. (New Year’s Resolution #3.)

Technolust

I’m fantasizing about Siri and the new iPhone.

Image: Murat Süyür

Dog Days of Autumn

Almost 100 degrees in L.A. today. Can’t say that I mind it. My dog, on the other hand, is wasted.

Image: Best Friends by Riccardo Guasco