Hair Loss—Is It All Bad News?
Every autumn, it’s the same thing: I have the all-consuming urge to watch When Harry Met Sally. I buy an obscene amount of apples from the farmers market and then must scramble to eat them before they turn to mush....
Every autumn, it’s the same thing: I have the all-consuming urge to watch When Harry Met Sally. I buy an obscene amount of apples from the farmers market and then must scramble to eat them before they turn to mush....
Did you stay up waaay past your bedtime on Monday the 13th, too? This year’s Met Gala, postponed for almost a year and a half due to the pandemic, was unquestionably an extra-dazzling affair. Dubbed the fashion world’s Oscar Night,...
Recently I stumbled across a meme that summed up the ever-fickle weather in New York in the most painfully accurate way. It looked like this: New York Actually Has 12 Seasons Winter Fool’s Spring Second Winter Spring of Deception Third...
During the summer months, if left to my own devices, I would eat one thing and one thing only: watermelon. As the days get stickier and more languorous, I crave watermelon and feta salad, watermelon granita, watermelon gazpacho and, well,...
You’ve invested in a customized shampoo and conditioner, pamper your strands with oils and tinctures, and avoid sun and chlorine at all costs. You deserve a slow clap. But...how often do you massage your scalp? As Hamlet so aptly said,...
I’ve always longed for the good kind of bedhead. You know, the sleepy, slightly-mussed curls little kids are unfairly blessed with/anyone in a Parisian perfume ad seems to wake up to. Instead, on any given morning my mane falls somewhere...