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What to Make of Pajama Jeans

It’s clear that the cultural phenomenon of 2011 just may be Pajama Jeans. They are “stylish, sexy, soft and comfortable,” and are currently vying for next year’s Snuggie status. But I just don’t know what to make of them. So I think the best thing to do is make a pro/con list, because clearly only the biggest decisions can be made in this manner.

Pros:
1. When I pass out drunk, changing into pajamas is irrelevant
2. Every order comes with a free grey crewneck t-shirt (which you can keep even if you don’t like the jeans)
3. There are no zippers or buttons, which quite frankly just get in the way
4. I’ve seen my fair share of teenage girls walking around in pajama pants, and if anything is going to fix that problem, I’m all for it.

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Panera Bread vs. Au Bon Pain: Back Bay Edition

The greatest thing ever happened to me yesterday.

On a walk to Borders bookstore on Boylston Street, I passed a sign that altered my everyday existence: Panera Bread is coming to Boston’s Back Bay. I’m pretty sure there were beams of light and angels singing around the storefront window. Unfortunately that didn’t show up in the picture.

I’ve been asking God (and for the past month I’ve turned my wishes on Santa) for a Panera Bread close to my office for a year now. The closest thing to it, a Cosi, is 1.1 miles away, according to Google Maps. I once made all the girls in my office take a field trip there on our lunch breaks. Four set out on the journey, only two made it there and back. Clearly, we were putting our lives on the line for delicious flatbreads.

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Scenes from the Green Line: “T”MI

Editor’s Note: I am simply an innocent bystander in the nonsense that goes on in my life.

So I have this beef with the T in that the people of Boston are oblivious to the term “indoor voice,” and while on the train, are very eager to give out personal information. Fact: If so desired, I could have stolen about 17 identities by now. Since said citizens of Boston have no qualms about divulging their relationship problems, children’s potty-training stories or even their full address, telephone and social security numbers, I intend to, when worthy, blog about it in full.

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