Just Her Type

Have you been to the new Mount Pleasant shop yet? If not, here's your chance: all the details about the venerable design shop's Open House (cocktails and a 20% discount included!)

I turned in this essay on Bravo's reality show to Charleston magazine, blissfully unaware that the term "money shot" originates in... porn

Again. Hunker down with these top-notch stormy pics and some rainy day inspiration... what will you do when the sky opens up? (photos by Melinda Monk)

"We don’t live in the information age. That would be an insult to information..." Have we become the communication equivalent of big-box stores? Pumping out cheap drivel? 5 WAYS we can sound smarter

What do men REALLY want? I've got an all-star (sort of...) panel of dads to tell you—hilarious answers, and some useful ones too (hints: beer, music, homemade stuff, beer, done)

In a bind? I asked about 30 moms to weigh in on the best Mom's Day treats you’re not thinking of. And the really GOOD ideas are easier than you think...

Folks, we have a hell of a weekend ahead of us.... One. Hell. Of. A. Weekend. Here’s to Uncle John and his Wolverines, the Bridge Run, and a Beilein sweep of them both (sort of)

The guy who clicks LIKE when your husband leaves you, the unabashed narcissists, the Toddlers & Tiaras parents... Here it is, the TOP 5 things nobody wants to see on Facebook, but already has...

Why are we showing the world our food? What UNIVERSE are we in with all the "selfies?" I emailed 20 or 30 people and asked what they consider the worst offenses. Here's the first, horrifying half:

Last week's arrest of our own hometown Bernie Madoff redefined the term "wedding crasher." Are wiseguys and raging opportunists around ever corner? One author says yes.

The Daily Beast just ranked Charleston the #4 Drunkest City in America (ahead of New Orleans AND Vegas, mind you). What do you think? Shall we sober up or belly up and have another?

The mischievous spirits of Charleston’s past: This one bunked with me in an old South-of-Broad Victorian for a year—smoking, throwing rocks, and generally testing the bounds of Southern decorum

100 different wines, zero complaints—here's a quick stroll through the Autumn Affair at Lowndes Grove I attended last Thursday, which served up a whole lot of LOCAL

He was sneaky, wasn't he? Like a sloppy drunk, he busted into my house yesterday unannounced and trashed my little digs on Queen Street

I beg to differ. That, and three other big reasons why I never made it to the Olympics Games

A family reunion, summer camp-style—complete with basketball, climbing walls, fishing derbies, and fireworks—serves as a good reminder of how to live year-round

Here they are: the brazenly bad behaviors, the flagrant fouls, the egregious offenses that will earn guys and gals alike “undateable” status among our surveyed singles

Last week, we heard all about local gals’ dating pet peeves. Here is the gentlemen’s side of the story....

I asked more than 50 unmarried locals to dish on their biggest romantic turn-offs. Gentlemen, here’s what the girls had to say.

I may have found the true Palmetto State prize in the Nikki Haley beat-down heard (and seen) 'round the world, and it didn't fall out of the governor's paper mache face