Last week, blogger Tim Brennan got us thinking about artist-types and their predilection to suicide. As a psychiatrist, I had to weigh in (also, college kids? You need to read this)
I took my six-year-old to Blue Man Group on Friday at the PAC, which blew his mind with Twinkie tricks, jigsaw bits, and all-out hilarity. In the end? Oh, that six-year old got down with his bad self
A lesson in simplification for the New Year: See things for what they are, whether a strapping beau's passing words or the right way to make a pastry. Think less, feel more... cook better
The Daily Beast just ranked Charleston the #4 Drunkest City in America (ahead of New Orleans AND Vegas, mind you). What do you think? Shall we sober up or belly up and have another?
Just as you shouldn't be wearing a miniskirt sans tights this season, you shouldn't be sporting the same foundation you wore in July. Here's what to look for in a foundation that's right for right NOW
PMS, High T, Low T, HRT... TNT—commercials pound these acronyms into our brain. I know they're legit, but these maladies really just give both genders an excuse to let our hormones get the best of us
My eldest daughter once vowed that she would never do two things: Listen to Elvis' "Blue Christmas" ever again or wear a black one-piece swimsuit. Here's how I schemed to have her to do the first
Shouting at me like a carnival barker? No thanks. Loud, in-your-face, me2me sales pitches don't work with this gal—instead, you must engage me. Here's how (if you're in sales, you need to read...)
Did you know that you can actually hang out Folly in the winter? Without all the shirtless and sweaty volleyball games, shotgunned beers, and asphalt-seared feet? Yeah, me neither. Not a bad Sunday...
This blog is just fun on a Friday. What do you think? A stint or two in rehab, a made-up name, petty theft, relentless entitlement—is this really our version of awesome?
What does this country need more of? Math and science whizzes using reasoning and logic to take us further, higher... or entitled celebs diluting societal norms with wildly unoriginal antics
The carols, the parties, the wreaths, the cards, the lights. It's all merry merry. Unless, of course, you're not feeling... merry. Here're 5 ways to handle holiday blues (#5: Stop being an asshole)
Here are my five favorite places to grab some grub... (AND kick a hangover and be a better person and shout at strangers about football). Here we go....
Beer is, at its heart, a social drink, is it not? So pull up a stool and meet your brewer—here's a quick list of South Carolina (mostly Charleston) breweries that offer tours. Go! Shake their hands...
I have ideas, including Jason Isbell, the Carolina Chocolate Drops, and the viability of a tribute band named ZZ Topless. Plus, we'll discuss which are better—real or fake. See? I have ideas...
There's a new anti-croakies, skip-the-cargo-shorts, no-more-visors menswear movement happening in Charleston. Enter fitted blazers and slim-fit trousers and dressing like you mean it...
Bird carcass meets Pyrex meets half-tin-foil-covered mac-and-cheese... A touch of frostbite from fridge-shelf battles equals a good Thanksgiving in my book
Okay, looking for an amazing brunch (or just good bread) on James Island? Baguette Magic will knock your socks off, and if you're like me, you'll end up fighting your spouse for "sharing bites"
