Games People Play
Spoiler alert! Don’t read this backstory unless you want to find out the results of the first leg of the game....
House of Mirrors
If your heart was set on finding a mansion, it might take more than a white rabbit to lead you to the Chenery House....
Last Manju Standing
Sometimes a TV show theme song best sums up a situation. When a friend of mine got caught smoking at boarding school, her punishment included writing a letter to her parents about the incident....
Drag Races
In The Devil Wears Prada “Runway” magazine art director Nigel describes fashion as “greater than art because you live your life in it.” I couldn’t agree more....
My Chemical Romance
I didn’t consider myself a perfume kind of woman. Although I’ve tried wearing fragrances over the years, I’ve never felt comfortable enough to incorporate it into my daily routine....
San Francisco’s Best Photobooths
There’s something magical about a photo booth. And it’s not just that there’s a miniature dark room hidden behind the wall, or that someone has to care enough to measure and change the chemicals in the ancient machine....
Tasty, Nasty Bits
I can always count on my friend Nevin when I’m in the mood for some adventurous dining....
Grizzly Man
I’d always wondered what it would be like to run my fingers down a hairy chest to a big, furry belly, and then back up and around to wide angel wing-shaped bristly traps and down a bushy lower back....
Tunnel Vision
“Or worse.” “Yes,” I agree, trying to sound equally chill. “That would be good.” It’s this exchange, over my second cup of tea at Siveya Ethersmith’s Victorian apartment, that makes me realize this urban exploration stuff is no joke....
Members Only
From the days when my sister would tape a “NO PATRICKS ALLOWED” sign on her door until the day I got my fake ID, there were always places I was dying to get into simply because I was barred from them — doors behind which I could only imagine what was going on....
Raising Caen
On February 1st, 1997, thirteen unlucky years ago today, San Francisco lost its greatest chronicler....
Hard Roll
They say that it’s not worth the trouble. You have to fight rush hour traffic all the way over to the Inner Richmond –and forget about finding a place to park....