I Bend It All Night: How To Create A SoulCycle-Esque Spin Class At A Regular Gym

My most recent travels have taken me to Nashville, Newark, and Tampa, none of which are particularly renowned for their boutique fitness offerings. [Though Nashville does have a Barry’s Bootcamp!] Fitness experts say that the best cardio workout is whichever workout you do consistently, whether it be running, rowing, or in my case, SoulCycle. For…

ABMB (and me)

“What is Art Basel?”, asked a male acquaintance of mine last week, after I randomly hit him up to find out which Basel events the media conglomerate he works for might be sponsoring. I immediately launched into a passionate explanation, covering the provenance of the event (Basel, Switzerland -> Miami Beach -> Hong Kong) as well as…

Shopping For The Suitcase (And Snapchat)

There is something about booking a vacation which practically mandates you to splurge on a new wardrobe. Frenemies may glaze over that Snapchat of you at a blah bar in Murray Hill or yet another group Insta at the tired Italian place you always frequent, but you better believe that the second you hashtag #mykonos or #vegasbaby, you will fall…

No8Do-Chapters 5, 6, and 7

[“The Burial of the Count Orgaz“, El Greco, c. 1588] Chapter 5: When Isabella awoke, it felt like an eternity had passed. But judging from the lack of light peering through the window, she had only been knocked out for hours, or maybe just minutes. It was still night, as she could barely see anything….

Best of Miami: Aw Yeah, Summer ’16

I started off the season with a yearning for the summers of my past, endless stretches of sleep, sand, and unexpected adventure. Little did I know, this nostalgic wish would come to manifest itself as reality yet again, with South Beach replacing Compo Beach, and lunchtime acai bowls in lieu of sticky peanut butter and jelly sandwiches….

Not Forgotten

We must learn who is gold, and who is merely gold plated. When I was six years old, I asked my parents for a book about art for my birthday. I couldn’t articulate why I wanted to learn about art then, just that I wanted to. Even as a child, art made me feel something…

Cavorting With Classpass

For awhile, I broke up with Classpass. As any loyal reader of this blog already knows (~ya tu sabes~), I L O V E SoulCycle and I would go every day, if they had a monthly membership option. But, alas, they don’t offer that pricing, and I can only justify so0o0o many $35 ad hoc…

Where The Boiling Waters Are Found

I am sitting atop the Pyramid of the Moon, and I am the embodiment of anger. I am mad because it is hot and my legs hurt and I have to leave Mexico in about 15 hours, even though I want to stay. I am mad because I haven’t worked out in 2 days and,…

Actively Saving On Activewear

Last December, before I started working out, my best friend, Kari came to visit me in Miami. [Yin and yang] Kari and I met when we were paired as roommates in Spain, and even amidst cien pecaditos, she annoyingly managed to be perpetually skinny and fit. While the rest of us were gaining 15 pounds…

The Luckiest Girl

Having a dad like you is probably the greatest gift in my life. How fortunate I am to know that, no matter what, you and Mom are there to answer every morning, noon, and midnight call, whether the subject is, “what does this noise from my car mean?” or “why did this person break my…

My Summer Diet (And ChEATs Bucket List)

It took me almost an hour every single night this week to drive home from Barry’s Bootcamp in Midtown due to torrential rains, my hair refuses to remain in any style other than a poofy bun, and my general disposition could be best described as humidity induced malaise. Yup, it’s summer in Miami again. Though…