The Frumanista

Ah, Joyce Wadler manages to hysterically word my aversion for confrontation.

Mustfallasleepmustfallasleepmustfallasleeeeeeeeep . . .   Obviously, I wasn't falling asleep.  I don't operate well under p...

Since childhood, I've tended to anthropomorphize objects. Even though, to me, Cabbage Patch dolls are reminiscent of Chucky, I felt sor...

"But what am I supposed to say?" my sister asked, worried.  "Just say it's not shayach. It's a wonderful vague p...

One of Ma's favorite movies is Something To Talk About , where a really youthful Julia Roberts (has it been so long since 1995?) discov...

Sephora stopped carrying the Illamasqua Eye Liner Cake. Not a cosmic problem, I know, but for the last few years I have known no other line...

60 Minutes featured a story about a relatively unsung hero of the Holocaust: Nicholas Winton . Watch and weep at the power of one man.  ...

They were lying in the fridge, neglected over the many days of Pesach, only unearthed after the top layer of edibles was removed. A three -...

As we have been hearing nowadays, marriage is in the ICU. Divorce rates are depressingly close to 50%, and our own community has also ref...

Categorization can have all sorts of ramifications. Observant Jews are aware of this, as most of us have one foot in the secular world and ...