We think Courtney is second from the left.
Members of the Park Slope Parents community may remember a posting a few weeks ago by one Courtney W., a transplanted California mom who railed against the dowdy winter uniform of the typical Park Slope mom. Courtney herself prefers over-the-knee Prada boots, Alexander Wang cowl necks and J. Mendel furs to North Face sleeping-bag coats and Nepalese mittens.
For the most part, the PSP hive mind did not appreciate her fashion critique. Responses mainly accused her of insensitivity to the plight of Haitians and general superficiality (um, duh). One used her post to ignite a circumcision debate. (Who is that dude on the listserv who manages to turn every debate back to his missing foreskin??? He won’t be satisfied until everybody in Brooklyn has spent at least five minutes contemplating his penis.) We got in touch with Courtney and told her to launch a blog called Fabulous in Park Slope. For some reason, she listened! FAPS isn’t the usual Brokelyn fare—her kid’s named Cash and from the sounds of things he has plenty of company around the W. household—but here it is.
Perhaps you’ve already raced through Amy Sohn’s Prospect Park West in three sittings at the Barnes & Noble on Seventh Avenue. (And if you haven’t read it, what are you waiting for? If the answer is, “an extra $16.50” put a copy on hold at the library here.) Or maybe you saw the recent New York Times’ piece, which reported that part of her book is based on a couple of swingers who actually posted on the Park Slope Parents listserv a couple of years back looking for willing couples to romp with. Funny because, who would volunteer to sleep with the mother superiors and candy-ass dads who populate the PSP message boards? (We paid our $25 to join so leave us alone.) Isn’t there, like, a Swedish frisbee club you could hit up? Where do swingers find each other these days, now that Plato’s Retreat is a distant memory of a pre-AIDS era? Burning questions, all. In the mean time, here’s a reprint of the original swingers’ posts, courtesy of PSP, followed by a couple of choice comments. Read the rest of this entry »
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We’re always looking for ways to help out, even when no one actually asks us for it. Posting recently on Park Slope Parents, Inha asks where to find an “honest, reliable mechanic” for her down-and-out car. A fellow PSPer, “omatokai” chimed in with this favorite in Prospect Heights:
Nok Auto repair on Saint Marks Ave between Underhill and Washington in Prospect Heights! The owner is Rohan, and he is a real stand-up guy… The shop is even nice and clean. You just get zero of that feeling that you’re being hosed. I used to loathe having to see a mechanic. Very pleased to have found Rohan / Nok.
We hope that’s working out for Inha, but there must be plenty more “honest, reliable” mechanics out there—for those of us with cars, that is. Where do you go for your brakes, shocks, tune-ups and tree-holes?
We think Courtney is second from the left.
Members of the Park Slope Parents community may remember a posting a few weeks ago by one Courtney W., a transplanted California mom who railed against the dowdy winter uniform of the typical Park Slope mom. Courtney herself prefers over-the-knee Prada boots, Alexander Wang cowl necks and J. Mendel furs to North Face sleeping-bag coats and Nepalese mittens.
For the most part, the PSP hive mind did not appreciate her fashion critique. Responses mainly accused her of insensitivity to the plight of Haitians and general superficiality (um, duh). One used her post to ignite a circumcision debate. (Who is that dude on the listserv who manages to turn every debate back to his missing foreskin??? He won’t be satisfied until everybody in Brooklyn has spent at least five minutes contemplating his penis.) We got in touch with Courtney and told her to launch a blog called Fabulous in Park Slope. For some reason, she listened! FAPS isn’t the usual Brokelyn fare—her kid’s named Cash and from the sounds of things he has plenty of company around the W. household—but here it is.
Perhaps you’ve already raced through Amy Sohn’s Prospect Park West in three sittings at the Barnes & Noble on Seventh Avenue. (And if you haven’t read it, what are you waiting for? If the answer is, “an extra $16.50” put a copy on hold at the library here.) Or maybe you saw the recent New York Times’ piece, which reported that part of her book is based on a couple of swingers who actually posted on the Park Slope Parents listserv a couple of years back looking for willing couples to romp with. Funny because, who would volunteer to sleep with the mother superiors and candy-ass dads who populate the PSP message boards? (We paid our $25 to join so leave us alone.) Isn’t there, like, a Swedish frisbee club you could hit up? Where do swingers find each other these days, now that Plato’s Retreat is a distant memory of a pre-AIDS era? Burning questions, all. In the mean time, here’s a reprint of the original swingers’ posts, courtesy of PSP, followed by a couple of choice comments. Read the rest of this entry »
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