By Tiffany Razzano My suit was brand new — I’d just torn off the tags that morning before rushing out the door and hopping on the subway. Now less than two hours […]
Feeling blue: a college grad ditches the dye job and grows up
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Journalist by day, complete idiot by night (and sometimes day). I write. I have three fake bands. I make bad decisions on a regular basis. And, as my friend The Legend once said of a drunken Tiffany, "She sings. She dances. She takes a bottle of Blackhaus to the head." I also once drunkenly told him that I grew up in an orphanage (which I did not) and he believed it until the day he picked me up from my parents' house.
Gild the Lily or Poison the Cat
By Tiffany Razzano It’s finally happened. I’ve fallen prey to a Hallmark holiday. Until now, I’ve never done much for anyone for Valentine’s Day. Never purchased flowers or chocolate hearts or cheesy […]
The Gloria Sirens 