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There was an article in the New York Times this weekend about the latest crop of Carrie Bradshaw-wannabes, who chronicle their dating lives and hope to land their own Mr. Big. The article made me smile because for as long as Sex and the City has been around, so have a slew of “real-life” Carries, [...]

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My (first) wedding was in Costa Rica in December. I arranged everything when it came to where everyone was staying, meals, drinks, activities, the wedding itself, for one week for 20 people. (If you’ve ever done something comparable, you know how difficult it is.) All people essentially had to do was buy a plane ticket [...]

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I have amazing guy friends. Across the board, my male friends (gay, straight, coupled, single) have always been kind, supportive, non-judgmental and all-around cool, treating me with plenty of love and respect. But for some reason, I haven’t had as much luck with my girlfriends. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got some wonderful girlfriends [...]

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For those of you who don’t know, I’m hard at work on a new album. It’s an album of lovesongs called Love Like Everyone and it’s about love in all its various incarnations: desire, hope, longing, romance, bitterness, anger. So nope, not all sappy tunes, though there are a couple. (You can hear a demo [...]

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I kid. Mostly. For whatever reason, whether I’ve had a boyfriend/date/significant other or not, Valentine’s has always left me feeling valentine-less and somewhat sad-sackish. Even today, I’m here in NYC while Dman is in Paris and how romantic can that possibly get with nearly 4,000 miles between us and 6 hours time difference?
So of course, [...]

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Felicitations to M. and Mme Nicolas Sarkozy (III)! The couple tied the knot today in Paris—quiet ceremony at the Elysee Palace (the French White House), requisite fashionable witnesses (his from LVMH; hers from Prada), and a teetotaling OJ toast—all while I was crossing the Atlantic to go back to NYC. See what you miss when [...]

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I haven’t blogged in a bit due to mild depression, I think. Certain existential crises about who I am and what I’m doing here in Paris. The gray weather lends itself nicely to deep (and not-so-deep—”are my pores too big?” ;) self-reflection. But I’m over the crises (I’m Maggie Roxx, damn it!), I’m heading back to [...]

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Skiing in the Alps is exactly like you see, hear, read about.

It’s breathtakingly beautiful and surprisingly easy to learn. I took lessons with Francois, who was a pro snowboarder (and skier, of course)—typically gruff, French and a lot of fun to learn from.
Here’s my “prof” and me:

In three days, I went from “doin’ the duck” [...]

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It had to happen sometime. I knew I’d fall in love again. After countless trans-Atlantic flights, I was tired of my rather heavy constant companion—my 17″ monster of a PowerBook. It’s not that I didn’t appreciate its gorgeous widescreen that was bigger than the TV I had in my NYC apt, but I (or my [...]

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I wasn’t going to post about the whole Nicolas Sarkozy/Carla Bruni affair. After all, hasn’t it gotten enough press? But with all the “did they or didn’t they get married” hoopla and the “is she or isn’t she pregnant” debate, it seems like I’d be ignoring something huge that’s going on in France right now. [...]

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