It never ceases to amaze me how people react to a barista who looks like she stepped out of a moody 1960s French film. Today I wore my favorite black A-line mini dress with the white collar, paired with entirely…

April showers in Manhattan are only romantic in the movies. In reality, it means my arthritis flares up to the point where I can barely tie my own combat boots. I had fully intended to take the subway today to…