Oh hello FFJDers. I wanted to pause on this Tuesday to write about a little something that just arrived in my inbox. It was a long forward (as one friend commented, read like something from 1997, in which case If … Continue reading →

Hey ladyjunks. Did you finish scratching out your eyeballs yet? Maybe that’s just me, given that I live in the Pollen Capitol of the World, Washington, DC. Second only to pulling a Lorax and living among trees all the time, … Continue reading →

I had a date on Sunday with a perfectly nice Jewish boy who I met at a cocktail party last week. We hit it off at the event and talked effortlessly through the entire night, so no surprise, he asked … Continue reading →

Hey guys, it’s Tuesday. Which means you’re probably still recovering from St. Patrick’s Day, or just looked under your bed to find a crumpled green t-shirt that says “Kiss Me I’m Stylish” (maybe that was just the name of our … Continue reading →

Hello there, ladyloos and gentlebums. We have a new column,  by another FFJD Boy. He will be coming to us with dispatches from Girl World, his advice, and observations. In our first installment, what it’s like to get married. Getting … Continue reading →

Ladybutts and gentlemandudes, it is I, Meredith and my dutiful intern Constance, who has just made a run to get my toilet paper, Us Weekly, and sixteen red M&Ms. We’re fresh off our South By Southwest Panel (in case you … Continue reading →

Hello there, ladyloos. It is I, the grand poobah Meredith, and my dutiful intern/garden gnome, Constance. We are here to bring you a new series on the Blog Formerly Known as Fifty First (J)Dates. (It was just too long, and … Continue reading →

It’s Tuesday, betches. Did I overnight you some Yoplait? Did you love it and put it in your new purse and carry it around like a baby animal that is distracting you from doing your work all day? Baby animals: … Continue reading →

It’s Fridizzle, ladyloos. Did you have a good week? Did you have only an OK week? Are you reading this under your desk and waiting for 5pm to roll around so you can go home and put on elastic waist … Continue reading →

Sometimes you need an instruction manual. Unless you’re an iPad, which would make everything a lot simpler, right? I’m not talking about an instruction manual on how to walk properly in your new YSL shoes, or iPhones for Dummies (which … Continue reading →