Attack of the eighties and other sundry updates

Just so everyone knows—I saw a scrunchie today. Yes. Some poor, odd, clueless woman was wearing a white taffeta-looking scrunchie in the Barnes and Noble on 5th Ave. It was really fun to watch people’s reactions. There was mostly pity--although one woman looked like she did a double take. All I have to say is: thank God the eighties are over.

In other news—I’m going to visit my parents in Florida for Labor Day weekend. I’m looking forward to getting my hair done by my trusted stylist Jackie, seeing my cat, and meeting my nephew, Micah. I’m also looking forward to eating a VAT of my mom’s mashed potatoes. I’m sure I’ll be starting a cleanse when I get back to New York. But I’m not thinking about that now.

Also I’m looking for a new apartment. I’m looking in Park Slope and Williamsburg in Brooklyn both because its cheaper than Manhattan and because its an “up and coming” area according to New York Magazine. So, let the apartment hunting begin!