I love it when a plan comes together. What started as just the idea and lifelong passion of Victoria Milkovich (damn, I love these Polaroids), came to fruition with a packed show opening at Sova on Thursday night. Victoria has adored Polaroids since childhood. One day, she mentioned to Philippa Hughes (The Pink Line Project) that…
Author: Haley Fults
It's not New York or San Francisco, but DC has some surprising cultural moments to be discovered. And I'm going to tell you about them. Special attention to free, super cool, or just plain strange events.
Did We Really Need Smith Commons?
Smith Commons is open for business on H Street at long last. But that doesn’t mean it needs to be. OK, they’re just on a learning curve, but after going in for complimentary bar snacks that only I seemed to know about, things took on a bizarre upstairs/downstairs sensibility. At 5:30, communication lines between the…
Happy Carnival!
That’s right, it’s Carnival already! I knew something would come along to help me through these long months of short days. Carnival starts with Epiphany (the Twelfth Day of Christmas and Twelfth Night) and continues to Ash Wednesday. Then it’s Spring! I celebrated Epiphany at Little Miss Whiskey’s Golden Dollar. There couldn’t have been a…
The Black Cat. It’s Not Just For Music Anymore.
Who knew? They show free movies at the Black Cat! And it’s a really good time of year for it too. Wouldn’t you like to cozy up with some friends, a double feature, and a nice drink special? Me too. Keep in mind, the most important part about the Black Cat is that you just…
So Happy at Marvin
I don’t know what it is about Marvin that makes me so happy. It could be the delicious dressed up country dishes, the attractive people, the Marvin Gaye soundtrack or the stylish ambiance. I think what I like most about dinner at Marvin (because the bar upstairs is a whole other story–ritzy and fabulous) is chef…
The Yoga Diaries, Day 2
I find it much easier to hate bikram instructors than to hate anusara instructors. For those of you not in the know, bikram is hot yoga, but not just any kind of hot: 110 degrees and 50% humidity. Into this mix, pour an hour and a half of twenty-six poses, complete exhaustion, and the staccato…
High Rustic at Birch and Barley
As a beer fan, I feel a little sheepish to say that I only just recently ate at Birch and Barley. Maybe I was put off by the long lines to get into Churchkey, the restaurant’s upstairs bar. Maybe I was afraid it wouldn’t live up to expectations. Maybe Logan Circle just has a…
Nothing Is As Good As Dumplings
Happy New Year, everyone. I woke up this morning thinking that the day, no, the year, was spread out ahead of me, full of possibility. And what I most wanted were dumplings. Dumplings might be the perfect food. They are packaged like little presents, saying Hey, you know I’ll be delicious, but you don’t know…
The King’s Speech: Grandeloquent with a Stutter
In this life, something (in this earthly realm, not a Platonic ideal, philosophy majors) cannot be entirely perfect unless it also has a minor flaw. Like Michaelangelo’s David, The King’s Speech has a flaw in its marble, preventing it from being my perfect see-it-with-the-family holiday movie. But this thing, this scene, is so much a…
DC Style Is Real 