I wake up just before dawn, stretch for 20 minutes, and then fix a cup of Steap and Grind’s Black Tea with Coconut with a slosh of Green Aisle’s raw milk. By 8 a.m. I’m on Google Hangouts with my brother, André. We’ve written two books together, The New Cocktail Hour and TCM’s Movie Night Menus. Read more »
A Day in the Life of Beth Buccini
The fashion maven and owner of Bryn Mawr’s newly opened boutique Kirna Zabête on closet workhorses, eccentric accessories and this year’s holiday card
For Frill-Free Relaxation: Chung Dam Spa & Fitness
Though its strip-mall location is short on charm, this cult-favorite Korean spa is worthy of a visit thanks to its lineup of body scrubs, massages (they’ll tiptoe on your back by request) and reflexology, all of which ring in under $100. Services come with a pass for the spa’s facilities, which include herbal steam baths, a charcoal room and a dry sauna. Pro tip: Prepare to strip down; most guests unwind in the buff. 41 Cheltenham Avenue, Cheltenham Read more »
1. Condom Kingdom
437 South Street, Queen Village.
If Disneyland went X-rated, it’d be something like this South Street stalwart, which mixes bachelorette-party kitsch (penis-shaped candy) with fetish gear (nipple clamps) in a cartoonish space that looks like a cross between a kinky cave and an ancient castle, with stone walls, ponds, and a condom-bedecked tree. Corny? A tad. Fun? Absolutely. Go here for: A user-friendly, accessible playground for entry-level enthusiasts. Read more »
I wake up around 5:30 a.m. If it’s an OR day, I start my first case around 6:30 at the Rothman Institute. In the operating room, I listen to ’90s and 2000s R&B. Sometimes I’ll see some of the older patients smile when they hear it before they fall asleep. Read more »
I don’t want to get my picture taken.
It’s a soupy Wednesday afternoon, and I’m four months pregnant. I’m exhausted, pasty-white with nausea, and wearing the only pants that fit, which are so stretched in the legs that even my knees look bloated. I tell Big Rube I’m not camera-ready as soon as I see him, which is at the Starbucks at 19th and Chestnut. He’s impossible to miss, a 300-plus-pound guy in a Big Bird-yellow rain jacket that envelops his massive frame like a tarp. As always, he has a camera looped around his neck. He smiles and smothers me in a bear hug.
“Nah,” he says. “We shooting you today. You stylin’.” Read more »
I wake up at 6:30 a.m. to work out. I get to my studio by 8:30. The first thing I do there is boil water for pour-over coffee. I only drink single-origin varieties from Central or South America. ReAnimator Coffee is the office favorite. Read more »
For the Reluctant Groomer: Meister’s Barbershop
If the temptation to DIY is strong, defer to the five-person team at this intimate shop. For the uninitiated: It’s first-come, first-serve (they don’t take appointments; expect a line), and the near-uniform approach to cuts — subtle gradational fading on the sides, full on top — is universally flattering. Tip: The longer wait for scissor time with owner Rob Baumiester is totally worth it. // Starting at $26; 1810 East Passyunk Avenue, East Passyunk. Read more »
For One-and-Done Shopping: Puccimanuli // Odds are your giftee list spans different ages and interests. Tick ’em off in record time at this all-encompassing toy emporium, where the owner — who regularly hits the toy-fair circuit for new, special finds — stocks enormous stuffed animals, art kits for burgeoning creatives, a mind-boggling assortment of dolls, and even a tightly curated lineup of artisan-made goods (like wooden tops and puzzles). Bonus: Gift-wrapping is complimentary. // 35 Cricket Avenue, Ardmore. Read more »
You’ve likely heard Beth Buccini’s name before—whether it’s being touted alongside her über-successful boutiques, Kirna Zabête, or simply because her standout style is regularly photographed. What you probably don’t know, though, is that the fashion maven is also a local gal, taking up residence in nearby Chadds Ford with her husband and four children. She also just opened the newest outpost of Kirna Zabête in Bryn Mawr. This month, we chatted with Buccini to get the scoop on her closet workhorses, her favorite eccentric accessories and this year’s holiday card.
Something happens to me around Christmastime, and it involves glitter.
Each year, just after Thanksgiving, I suddenly take leave of my senses, convince myself I’m crafty, and become obsessed with hand-making my holiday cards. I scour the shelves of Paper Source and the pages of Martha Stewart Living, setting unrealistic and downright masochistic goals: Yes! I think. This year I’ll embroider messages onto tiny squares of linen and deliver them by dove! Read more »