mo-sa-à¯c n. 1. a picture or design made with small pieces of colored material such as glass or tile stuck onto a surface. 2. the art of making mosaics. 3. something consisting of a number of things of different types, forms, or colors. 4. the coolest spa ever in Paris that some lucky BeautyNewsNYC writer <... >
Australia – A Continent, a Country, an Experience that’s Unforgettable – Part 1 (Sydney)
By Stef Schwalb
Much of my knowledge about Australia came from a great friend I had made 10 years ago at one of my first jobs out of college. If not for Kate, anything I would have learned about Oz might have come from any of the lyrics I could discern in the Men at Work song “Land <... >
“Ca-li-for-nia, here I come”….for some reason that’s the only part of the song I remember….”right back where I started from,” maybe?? Anyway, I just got back to where I started from – New York City, that is, and if it weren’t for the gorgeous summer weather hanging on to the Big Apple with dear life, <... >
In the course of history, the Swiss have been known for its contributions to the greater good of society – the Rolex, milk chocolate, and neutrality. Even more impressive is its government funding of the production of organic goods. One such product is by Hormeta, and it is a mix of minerals that are a <... >
On a rock surrounded by marshlands, in the early 14th century, an enormous hilltop palace was erected to serve as residence, church and stronghold. In the midst of Southeast France’s Provence country, Avignon stands today as a reminder, surrounded by walls and ramparts from the 12th and 14th centuries, of the Great Schism. Many travelers <... >
When I moved to Manhattan two years ago to a walk-up railroad apartment on East 91st Street, one of the first things I heard about was the 92nd Street Y. Granted, it was my mother who informed me of this amazing facility. “You’re single…you should go see a lecture or take a class there,” she <... >
Adventures in Babeland: Mom and I Paint The Town Red in Stockbridge, Massachusetts
By Anya Strzemien
There’s not a whole lot to look forward to in the winter. The 4:00 sunset, the arctic wind tunnels that make it painful to go around the corner, sweating under your 10 layers of clothes…why continue living? But I’m a glass half-full kind of girl, and I’m calling on all my fellow pasty, chapped ladies <... >
Maybe if I close my eyes and wish real hard, I will wake up in my room at the Plaza and all of a sudden my name will be Eloise. Well, let’s be honest, I could give two hoo-ha’s about being named Eloise as long as I have constant access to the Spa on the <... >
