Persnickety

I’m not what you would call a “festive” girl. Celebration isn’t really my strong suit; I’m better at “mourning with those who mourn” and all that. Show me heartache and a cozy melancholy, and I’ll show you a girl in her glory. Of course, if you know me in real life, you know that this…

There are certain words and phrases that I do not – and will never – allow in my vocabulary. The first thing is using “boo” as a term of endearment.  I have plenty of sweet, intelligent, fabulous friends who call their friends and/or significant others “boo,” and while I still love them, every time they…

Some of you have been asking about my search for the ideal purse.* Listen, all I want is something dark brown and genuine leather, with no silver buckles or gold chains, small enough to carry into a bar, but large enough to lift a bottle of wine from a wedding reception. That’s all. And I…

I have a confession: I have never listened to Mumford & Sons. I know.  They’re, like, all the rage these days.  But I don’t even know what they sound like. Everybody loves them and will probably murder me for not being on the bandwagon already.  Who knows – maybe if I heard them, I would…

I ordered a $39 throw pillow from Home Decorators Collection.  They charged me $15 in taxes and shipping.  It arrived and was ugly, so I sent it back.  UPS charged me $12.04 for return postage. Returning items via mail always makes me nervous – I hope they credit my card like I asked them to. …

You’re dying to know about the Great Sofa Hunt. Here’s the thing: I wish that I could be content with just any couch.  But if there is one word to describe Annie Parsons, it is “particular” – just ask my poor parents who have watched me for 1 score and 7 years (often with much…