By Nora Zelevansky / October 29th, 2010

Don't even bother calling the paramedics.  Just call the morgue.  My beloved T3 travel dryer has officially died.  Capoot.

Bye bye. Adios. Peace out.

I never had the slick newer design like the one above, but I'm sure it's even more incredible than my old one, since it uses all this new technology.  Doesn't it even look amazing?  Sigh.  That thing traveled with me from Bora Bora to India and back again!

Anyway, now I need some dryer feedback.  What are your favorite hair dryers, especially for travel?

Cause there's nothing to heal old wounds like moving on.

xo – N.




By Nora Zelevansky / October 27th, 2010


Okay, I have a problem.  I mean, beyond the usual insanity that rules my twisted mind.

Basically, I am a Biggest Loser lover.

That's not the problem.  You're so impatient!  Jeez.

The problem is that usually I like to watch the weight loss show, while inhaling massive amounts of junk food with Andre on the couch.  But he's starting production on a movie tomorrow and that means I'm solo in my viewing.

Apparently, he has more "important" things to do than watch reality TV.  So hoity-toity, that boy.

Anyhoo–I need to know that there are other LINT viewers out there that share my obsession, so I can dish weekly about the episodes.

C'mon guys.  Don't make me go it alone.  I think Jillian and I are about to have a break through.

xo – N.


By Nora Zelevansky / October 24th, 2010

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Tuppence, tuppence, tuppppence for saaaaale!

Sorry.  Just having an Oliver Twist moment.

Apropos of nothing, did you all see The Social Network?  I was late on that and only saw it Sunday afternoon and now I've decided I'm going to invent something and become a multi-billionare.  First I just have to transform into a genius and motivate myself beyond the latest episode of "The Good Wife."

Just you wait, Henry Higgins!  Just you wait!

Seriously, what am I talking about?  It's only Monday morning and I've already lost my mind completely.

Ahem.  Now down to serious business.  I wrote about a while back for T + L, but I wanted to re-mention now, as they're having this 30%-off sale on all their awesome high-end (yet packable sized) beauty products.

Just use the coupon code above, all you jet setters.

Meanwhile, I'll be busy sharpening my brain.  Watch out, Zuckerberg, here I come.  I knew guys like you at Harvey Mudd.  They rode around on unicycles.  I'm not afraid!  (Well, I'm a little afraid of the unicycles themselves, but you know what I mean.)

xo – N.




By Nora Zelevansky / October 22nd, 2010

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I know you're all super maTuuure.  And by that I mean all grown up and shite.  You sit around all day sipping Prosecco, talking about stocks and bonds and referencing recent articles in Atlantic Monthly, doncha?

On the other hand, maybe you're sipping Cherry Coke Zero, talking about the closest Coin Star location for converting your loose change into cash and referencing last night's episode of Project Runway.

Or hopefully there's something in between.

Either way, I am going to go out on a limb and confess my love of Lip Smacker chapsticks.  Still, it's hard not to feel a little silly as an adult applying cotton candy and Dr. Pepper-scented lip stuff.

Enter Buddha Balm: Basically, this is organic chapstick for grown ups.  Gotta love!  I'm especially loving the Mandarin Orange Ginger.  Bring. It. On.

Can't you just feel my maturity?  Do you see my smoking jacket and pipe, Dahling?

xo – N.

EAST COAST: FLAGEL TIME! [The Bagel Equivalent To The Muffin Top]

By Nora Zelevansky / October 21st, 2010

Call me ill-informed or all Cali-fied, but this LA girl had never even heard of the "flagel" until some good folks shared the concept with me on a recent trip back east.  And I am OBSESSED with bagels, so you'd think I would have had at least an inkling.

Does no one tell me anything anymore??? GAWD.

Let me just say that, in my mind, when it comes to bread, there are two kinds of people in the world: The people who favor the crust and the people who favor the soft inside.  (There's also a third kind of person, who doesn't eat carbs at all ever, but I don't think that person has any business talking about bagels.)

ANYWAY.  When you're lucky, you have close relationships with people who are opposites in that regard.  For instance, my friend N.R. LOVES the crusty outside of bread to the point where she scoops out the inside.  I, on the other hand, would rather scoop out the inside, mush it into a ball and eat only that.  We're a match made in heaven (if heaven supplied many many bread basket and, for sure, it must)!

So, the "flagel" is a brilliant concept, especially for those crust loving people.  It's flattened out and is mostly made up of the crusty outside, so I suppose you're also getting potentially less bread.  But, basically, it's the bagel equivalent of a muffin top.

Although, I think it's important to mention here that there is no such thing as a person who likes the cakey inside of a muffin better than the top and, if I'm wrong and you're out there, please do let me know.

Now what can we do besides sit patiently in sunny LA and wait for a flagel food truck to pull up to our doors?

xo – N.



By Nora Zelevansky / October 20th, 2010

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What's in a name?  Well, that really depends.

If your name is Something-or-other Rockefeller, then quite a bit.  On the other hand, if your name is Sublime Food Lounge, we're just going to try and get past that.

In other words, I am not a fan of the new Culver City restaurant's name, though the food is another story.

For one thing, I think it's on the nose to call something "sublime."  Sort of like how I feel about Caché in Santa Monica. We get it. You have "caché."

Second, "food" is implicit.  Third, "lounge" is cheesy.

Fourth, when I posted on FB that I was going to Sublime, I realized belatedly that it sounded like I was going to see that band in concert and I really don't like them.

All that said, I went with B.C., P.H. & The Drewser to check the resto out on Friday night and the food was pretty damn AWESOME.  There's definitely a French influence here between fois gras and steak frites, but there's also an innovation and a farm-to-table vibe.  Also, it was a pretty place to sit, in the back patio and plenty warm with heat lamps.

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Most importantly, the flavors are all there.  Everything was really tasty and delish.  We LOVED the soft shell crab special (although that is at the end of its season, so that will soon disappear) and the chef makes his own charcuterie/salumi sitch, which is ALWAYS a great thing in my book.  (He's all about the sauces and so am I, so).  The steak frites dish was so tasty and the meat was super tender.  Plus, truffle french fries dipped in sauce are NEVER a bad thing!

Actually, they were sublime.

xo – N.

P.S. Okay, okay, I know I owe you all an apology.  Lately my food pics have been more like grainy third rate soft porn from someone's basement in Paramus.  But I promise, I'm getting back on my real camera horse!  Rise 'em, camera!  (Or whatever that means.)


By Nora Zelevansky / October 19th, 2010


You may have seen yesterday's Daily Candy, which I wrote about Olio Pizzeria on the corner of Crescent Heights & Third.

The story kinda speaks for itself (if the above picture doesn't seduce you alone).  But I'd just like to tell a little tale–a fable really–to underline the fact that you need to check this place out:


Once upon a time, like two months ago, a girl was sitting on her couch watching something really intellectually stimulating like ABC Family's Make It or Break It.


Suddenly, her husband came home, all out of breath and excited.  (He wasn't out of breath BECAUSE he was excited though.  It was because he doesn't get enough exercise and there are steps leading up to our–I mean, their–apartment.)

Anyway, he handed her a pamphlet and said that someone was giving out samples because they'd be opening a new pizza place in our neighborhood soon and that the pizza was amazing.

The next day, after a VERY filling brunch, the girl and two of her bffs were walking down the street, when she remembered the guy giving out samples.  Despite their stuffed bellies, the girls wandered over to his corner, where a crowd had formed around a mobile pizza kitchen.

The pizzas were instead awesome (and the owner was the NICEST GUY EVER), but then–just as the girls were leaving and felt they couldn't eat another bite of food–he handed them his version of a danish.  It was wood-fired on pizza dough with lemon cream, fresh blueberries and a bit of burnt brown sugar and it was the best thing EVER.

In fact, the most stuffed girl among them, who had at first rejected even a bite, asked if she could eat the rest.  Then they got into a HUGE bloody fight and tore each other limb from limb over the danish!

No.  That last part never happened.  But the story needed a little excitement, no?

Anyway, run don't walk.  That's the moral of our tale.  That and you should totally watch Make It or Break It.  And Drewser should get more exercise.

The End.

xo – N. 


By Nora Zelevansky / October 18th, 2010

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Tourists may talk up the Hollywood sign and Mann's Chinese, but us L.A. locals know it's staple events like the Fred Segal Sale, Modernica Warehouse Sale and Third Street Holiday Block Party that keep us keeping on.

Well, one such such event is just around the bend starting this Friday and that, my LINTY friends, is the l.a. Eyeworks Sale.  Not only is the sale a highly anticipated local L.A. tradition, but the brand itself has been beloved FOREVER!

Personally, I'm thinking I need a new pair of regular glasses.  Maybe something dramatic like these:

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Who knows?  Only time will tell!

xo – N.


By Nora Zelevansky / October 15th, 2010

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You guys all know I'm a fitness nut.  Okay.  Fine.  You know I'm not.

But I did write this story about the latest and greatest in home fitness (DVDS, Wii games, MP3s etc.) on Huffington Post.

And now I'm off to participate in a triathlon for the weekend.  And by that I mean, I'll probably eat a lot of soup dumplings at Din Tai Fung and not really get off my tush.

That's sort of like exercise, right?

xo – N.


By Nora Zelevansky / October 14th, 2010

I want this.

Sadly, I am one of like a million people.  It's totes sold out.  But how cute?  I mean, I know military is supposedly one of this season's thangs, but who knew that extended to lacquer?

It's possible that I would look half dead with this on my nails.  I did with the grey everyone loves so much.  Cause I'm pale like a, well, pale person.  But I would feeeel cute, even looking kinda sickly.

I want it anyway.

xo – N.