How to Marry a Millionaire: the Zurich Edition

After a London-style New Year’s celebration, replete with fireworks and Leicester Square shenanigans, Sharel and I ventured onto Zurich. Switzerland was my idea. From the time I was in fifth…

To England, With Love.

“Maybe I’m not in love with New York anymore.” After returning from a magical year in the City of Dreaming Spires– Oxford, England– I thought my heart had been irreparably…

Barcelona: The City of Yiddish Proverbs

My grandmother, replete with Yiddish proverbs, had left a message on my phone. The content, “Man plans, and God laughs.” As a woman of a few words, she keeps her…

The Spinster Stench

After three and a half years spent in a women’s college environment, I have become subject to an unfortunate fear: spinsterhood. My grandmother reminds me on a weekly basis that…

Dear Heathrow, You’re Lucky I Love New York

Some people survive finals period by downing excessive amounts of calories in the form of cheap baked goods and flavored caffeine shots. Others sacrifice their sanity and engage in consecutive…

Forget the Prince, Find his Castle

Be it rain, sleet, snow, or in my case, volcanic ash, I was determined to take the journey to Portugal. I had been inspired by one of my Wellesley friends,…

Farewell to the City of Dreaming Spires

“Friends are the sunshine of life.”—John Hay I cheated, and nearly twenty minutes before my graduation ceremony from Oxford University was set to commence, I ripped open the contents of…