You’d think as a Jew I would take this season to create something Passover inspired.
Last Saturday afternoon as I lounged in the baby powder sand on Siesta Key Beach, avoiding my life back home, I felt for the first time in a long time, relaxed.
I was having wine the other night with my friend Jason when he expressed to me that he was going to start blogging.
Great, you should, I said. Who doesn’t want to read the snarky prose of a gay interior design entrepreneur?