Sarah Wexler
Latest articles by Sarah Wexler
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Q&A with Nev Schulman of MTV's Catfish
MC sits down with Nev Schulman, creator of MTV's Catfish, now in its second season, to talk about the dangers of online relationships.
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Vintage & Modern Beauty
Retro looks are back again, but can classic beauty tricks also stand up to the test of time? Sarah Z. Wexler takes them for a spin.
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Is Your Skin Stressing You Out?
The bad news: Your anxiety over aging could be causing wrinkles, zits, and blotchy spots. The good news: You can - and must - relax.
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It's Quitting Time—So Why Can't You Relax?
It's been a long day, and you're itching to slide into sweats and kick back with a glass of vino. If only it were that simple. Why it's so hard to unwind after work, and what you can do about it.
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Great Lengths
In search of perfect hair days, one woman road tests Hollywood's latest craze: unbelievably natural-looking extensions.
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The New-Boss Survival Guide
You loved your old manager, but now there's a new person in charge and how you handle that transition could make or break your career.
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For Better, for Worse
"We laugh when people say marriage is hard work. Cancer is hard work; our marriage is easy."
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Josh Duhamel's Glam Life
You're hot." That was the genius pickup line uttered by Josh Duhamel when he first met his mega-celeb crush, Fergie, in 2004.
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Zzz-Mail: Coming to a Computer Near You
Zzz-mailing, the act of e-mailing while asleep, is the latest trend in sleepwalking.
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Gender Selection Comes Stateside
Freaky Trend
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Find Your Signature Style
Each of these four working women is known for her just-right personal style. Nab their secrets and create a look that's totally you.
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Eating to Score a Second Date
Everyone has an opinion on what and how we eat.
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Diplomats Behaving Badly
The above-the-law status of "dignitaries" is being questioned.
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Jennifer Connelly Tells Us What Turns Her On
What tickles Jennifer Connelly? What gets those green eyes glinting? We had to know, so we decided to just ask.
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Rekindling the Election Flame
8 years after Floridagate, one voter is ready to get back in the booth.
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Bite Me! I'm a Nail Chewer
After two decades as a nail chewer, could Sarah Z. Wexler break her bad habit?
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How to Dress for the Job You Want
From Wall Street to the catwalk, get ahead at work by looking the part. Four industry professionals tell you how.
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The Time Paradox
Psychologist Philip Zimbardo observed that we tend to fixate on either the past (nostalgics), the present (hedonists), or the future (goal-oriented workaholics like you).
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Road Trippin'
A Marie Claire blogger's road trip in a VW Eos.
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Driving Stick . . . Sort Of (with bonus commentary from Peter Martin, my friend and driving instructor, in italics)
When you get the VW Eos, a shiny stick-shift convertible, you will want to drive it fast. (I’ve ridden with Sarah before. She means 45 mph.) This will be a problem, however, if you don’t know how to drive a stick shift. Last night my friend Peter (dashingly handsome), who requested he be described as “dashingly handsome” (thank you), took me out to a less populated part of Brooklyn (where there aren’t many cars—and, just as important, where I wouldn’t run into anyone I knew) and tried to teach me how to drive it. I was hoping for wind in the hair glamour. What I got was bucking, lurching, and squealing (the squealing came from Sarah) through a grocery store parking lot. We’d tried to start the lesson in the slightly more glam Ikea parking lot, but got chased out by security guards (armed with hogbö, Ikea’s new $3 police batons—some assembly required). Theoretically, I got the gist of what I was supposed to do—release the clutch while giving it gas—but in practice, getting that timing right was like trying to coordinate simultaneous orgasms. (Both people are supposed to have orgasms?)
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Learning to Drive - at 26
To celebrate my 10-year anniversary of (licensed) driving, I knew I needed a big car adventure. Like most people in my family, I’ve always loved to drive—on winding scenic roads, the DC beltway in traffic, over bridges, alongside cement jersey walls on the turnpike, whatever. But since I moved to New York City, not driving has been one of the toughest transitions; there’s no decent equivalent to driving around on a grey, rainy day, Interpol or Radiohead weeping from the speakers. Ditto for a car-full of friends screaming along to the B-52s, the warm summer wind sticking the ends our ponytails to our lip gloss.So for my decade of driving celebration, I needed to reunite with that lost love. It wouldn’t be enough to just rent some generic car and noodle around. Especially since driving feels so natural now, I wanted to remember the way it felt back when I’d first started: getting jittery when I’d slide into the seat, spending most of my time staring at where a hood ornament should be instead of the road. I needed that first-timer’s rush.So I got hold of a Volkswagen Eos. It’s a hardtop convertible with a roof that retracts, Batmobile-style, in 25 seconds; it’s got a navigation system and an iPod dock; it’s hunk-of-steel gray; it’s a stick shift (did I mention I don’t know how to drive stick?). I would recapture the feeling by learning something new about a car and, honestly, by scaring the hell out of myself.
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My Ideal Vacation Day Plan
Last week, I took vacation days on Friday and Monday; I was taking an out-of-town weekend to attend a good friend’s bachelorette party and bridal shower. I’d taken off another Friday/Monday combo just three weeks before for a different out-of-town friend’s wedding. Add an afternoon I took the dog to the vet, and another day I took when my family visited, and I realized I’d used half of my vacation days for the entire year without having, you know, an actual vacation. I felt robbed, even heartbroken. I spouted off an angry blurb for the magazine about using all my damn vacation days on all these damn weddings. Realizing that in the entire year I wouldn’t be able to take off more than another day here or there, I devised a plan that should be adopted by HR departments everywhere.
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Learning to Love My Non-Bikini Body
Why wear a tiny python-print suit if you're not having any fun in it?
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Hello Wedding Season, Good-bye Savings
When friendship comes with a hefty price tag.
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Hillary's Top Three Mistakes on The Campaign Trail
With the Pennsylvania primary on the way this April 22, Hillary’s got to learn from her mistakes—and fast. Here, a cheat sheet on what didn’t work this week.
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The Best (and Worst) New Girl-Power Shows
The show, which I’d been so excited about, is entirely unwatchable. Every time Posey, a book editor, skipped through her multi-million dollar NYC loft, I rolled my eyes; every time the overzealous laugh track kicked in, I hunched my shoulders in
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6 Myths About Organic Food
All organics aren't created equal. Here's what's hidden behind the label
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