Northern Israel. It would be great to go home…   מחשבות   מחשבותזורמותודוחקות בתוךדמיון של מישהו שרוצה ללכתלכל מקוםולהכיר את כל אדםולדעת אתהכלולחזור הביתהולהכין למען העתידולהתעשרולהיות מאושרתכדי להיות מוצלחכדי שהם לא תאמרואיך נפלו גבורים Read More »

I was quoted as saying, “It’s very sexy. Not your grandpa’s Cadillac.” Having just returned from an invitation-only soirée hosted by Cadillac for the unveiling of the 2013 ATS, I have yet to take off my little black dress or remove any makeup. There were beautiful models, politicians, executives, and journalists by the hundreds in attendance. Read More »

Despite the questions I often ask myself during Friday night dinners, I enjoy the time spent with my family then. The discussions, arguments, memories and laughter we share together are precious to me. Read More »

Not much of a border, is it? My bed is a comfortable place. It has a firm mattress covered with soft black sheets. It’s dressed with a chinchilla blanket, decorative throws, two pillows, and a sock monkey I named after a friend. That bed isn’t just what I sleep on; I also dream, study, and think there. Read More »

“Inner peace” seems like nonsense at the moment. At times, I think that some of my readers have recently escaped from a new-age cult or commune. Yes, I’m probably talking about you . Read More »

My favorite Stones jam these days. Double Entendre You come early, Stain my sheets And my mind, And you make me Drip with something – Filth. Remind me That I’m a woman Who sometimes wants to be One of the boys, Remind me Of biology and how I really am. I love you, I hate you, Menstruation. Read More »

I inherited a sweet tooth. Right now, though, I couldn’t eat anything from this lovely spread without feeling nauseous. My cousin took me shopping with him last night. He spent hundreds of dollars on housewares and groceries, and also decided to treat me to a belated Chanuka gift. Read More »

Kevyn Aucoin was truly one of the greatest. Women loved working with him, and I have read all his books. The best makeup application, hair styling, and nail work I’ve experienced has always come from a man and not from a woman. I’m writing this with wet hair and fragrant skin, newly showered and shaved. Read More »

A bit of what I imagine. חלומות רוצה אני לפרוח כמי שידעה איך להגשים את תאות לבה כסופרת פורה נודעת ועשירה או כמי שמנגנת בפסנטר כנף שחור ונוצץ בחדר גדול מלא אור ושמחה וגם מלא עצבות חדר שקיים רק בדמיון שלי אבל רוצה אני להתפתח כפרח הכי האהוב שלי ציפורן Read More »

One of the only forms of collectivism I think I could ever be happy with. Few people comment on my poetry here, it seems. Perhaps it is too vague, or on the contrary too immensely personal. Perhaps they don’t understand things if I write them in Hebrew. In any case, this poem is vague, personal, AND in Hebrew. Read More »

The Kelev K’na’ani (Canaan Dog) is Israel’s national breed. It is native to the region, common in Egypt, Jordan, Lebanon and Syria. I don’t think children are born afraid of most things. Fears tend to be learned, naturally or otherwise. This is why the unfortunate phenomenon of fear/hatred of dogs in the frum community, I believe, is so widespread. Read More »

A masterpiece, truly. “What is that, church music? You can’t listen to that here. This is Bais Yaakov…” I look up from my seat in the computer lab at a bewildered classmate. We are sixteen years old, and she has overheard the music playing on my Walkman, something that indeed sounds like a Catholic Mass. It isn’t, though. Read More »

Lilith, Adam’s first wife. Peace Treaty I bite into an appleAnd its juices flow downInto my mouthLike a perfumed riverSticky and sweetAs I remember youAnd all that wasBetween us, happeningWithout ice, but naturallyAnd even with tears, andI’m still Read More »

The orange sign is my favorite. I broke a personal promise yesterday when I failed to publish something new. Those who have been paying attention will notice that, excepting yesterday, I’ve written a blog post every day this month. Read More »

Grown men have called this little girl a “whore” because of the way she dresses and the fact that she dares to attend a school that her community spent a decade raising funds for. I’m very angry at the moment. The current situation is exactly what I wrote about a few days ago. Read More »

Maybe it isn’t so bad…Or are they only making it look good? Last year, I wrote a guest piece for Frum Satire about my lack of desire to have children. If I’m not mistaken, that post received more comments than anything else ever written for that site. Children are outrageously expensive, very tiring, and time-consuming. Read More »

Some eat theirs with sour cream; others with applesauce. I prefer to mix the two into a sweet-and-sour combination before applying it to any latkas. Tomorrow night, my family will be having a Chanuka party. This will be the first taste I’ll have had of Mom’s latkas since last year, so I’m very excited. Read More »

The decor is magnificent, but I don’t think I’ll ever really participate. A large number of secular Jews, atheists, OTDers, and Westernized minorities have chosen to partake in that most American of holidays, Christmas. Consumerism, a phenomenon I have few problems with so long as it is honest, has transformed this season. Read More »

I saw this two years ago, but it’s still cute. What do you think? Read More »

Beautiful! Neighbors I remember the summer whenWe would sit on his porch andIt was a sanctuaryWith statues and waterfalls andWe would sink back,We would drink something cold,We would talk about life. Read More »