A morning of chaotic twists and turns made me second-guess the safety of being in my own company. It wasn't until I was clumsily led to a can of SpaghettiO's that I understood why
The peacock chair has so many new faces. It's always been sexy, but lately it's gone from glamorous to artsy to down-right cool. Which styles do you love?
Brand new Gritter Tim Brennan started off with a bang with his entertaining—and thought-provoking—observations on our local music scene. Charleston, where IS the weird?
What I'm looking for in live music is a bit of insanity, some weird, some risk, some show... Here's my take on what's lacking in our own local music scene
Move over Michael Phelps... our favorite Olympian is Charleston sports writer Gary Smith. He sat down with "Word on the Street" to talk memorable moments, good stories, and a little table tennis
Choice words for the prez from a Charleston libertarian in the wake of the big off-teleprompter speech in Roanoke. Just who's doing the heavy lifting here?
So says my good friend and music promoter Joel Frank. That debate aside, come out to Home Team BBQ (W.A.) this Sunday for his venture's kick-off bash, with a ton of local (non-boy band) music
Looking for a little mid-week workday inspiration? Read a former Fortune 100 VP's stirring speech from the recent Charleston Regional Business Journal Influential Women in Business Luncheon
Regardless of what any government leader does, as an arts community we can survive—and thrive—by resetting our sights on commerce, risk, innovation, AND community
One of our very own Grit gals WOWS on the pages of Charleston magazine's August issue—you won't believe these photographs (or this super spa of a master bath)
Andy Griffith and his fictitious North Carolina town offer a lesson in how we ought to stop waiting, start doing, and understand what reality really is—hunting down the "good" story in our own lives
Rude concert goers aside, Jackson Browne's show Sunday night at the North Charleston Performing Arts Center (with Sara Watkins) was truly sublime. That is, if you were listening...
With the Last Summer on Earth tour here and as a proud and balding member of Gen X, I've got hard-core nostalgia for genre giants like Drivin N' Cryin, Cracker, BNL, and even the old gang at 96 Wave
After my Rum Stroll at Middleton Place last night where I sipped with the best of them, I can offer you a brief—if slightly scandalous—history of the good-time drink's role in Charleston's history
So the 60-day alcohol ban on Folly's now in effect. Take our poll and tell us what you think—and read some of the hilarious comments in response (the leash and shark comments are fantastic)
Calder Clark makes for a charmed media darling this month as two national pubs (Coastal Living and HGTV) splash her home and summer entertaining tips. Have you seen them?
