Environmentally conscious homeowners (and renters) have been ferreting out better solutions for their floors, walls, and all the spaces in between since way before it was a chi-chi Gucci-er-than-thou thing to do.

With the addition of GREEN Design Studio to Liberty Village, their lives just got a whole lot easier.

Read my interview with co-founder Miranda Cervini, and check out some lush eco-design eye-candy at GREEN Design Studio in our design store section.

Jennifer Klein, owner of much-loved bra superstars Secrets From Your Sister, recently opened a second location on Yonge north of Eglinton. I visited their new store, while Jennifer answered a few of The Big Questions, like: "How many bras should you have and of what kind?"

(Hint: At least one should be red. And might I add, rawr.)

Read my full profile of Secrets From Your Sister in our fashion section.

Photograph courtesy of Patrick Smith.

My friend Cathy could be BFF with David Sedaris. David just doesn't know it yet.

Besides reading his articles and books, it turns out that both Cathy and David are huge fans of George Saunders. Apparently David flogs one book (in addition to his) whenever he goes out on a tour. When he asked the packed Massey Hall crowd last week if anyone had read Braindead Megaphone, he got exactly two quiet-but-enthusiastic-Torontonian-style "whoo!"s. One was from Cathy.

This summer David was in town signing books and I missed him. Luckily Cathy is smarter than I am, and found out that he was back in town in December for a reading at Massey Hall. Hot. Diggity.

Going to book the tickets though, she discovered all that was left was "partially obstructed view". I sagely pointed out to her that when we listen to him on the This American Life podcast, we have an entirely obstructed view. She acknowledged my good point, and tickets were purchased. So Cathy was there to show Braindead Megaphone (and David) some love.

Jodi at Coupe Bizzarre cuts my hair, and she's doing really well. She styles for bands, appears on TV, and is generally in demand.

Which worries me. Because my hair is emotionally attached to her. She coaxed its ill-defined waviness into an angular bob with a severe undercut, and now she's nursing it back through regrowth into something as yet undefined.

For me Jalapeno was one of those places you keep riding past on the streetcar, vaguely wondering what it's like. After a few years of that (I'm all about the quick turnaround time), I decided to go check it out. Two words: Yumm. O.

Read my full review of Jalapeno in the restaurants section.

Trying on a new bra can be like trying on new shoes, in reverse: you realize how stretched out and broken your old ones are, but it's not in a good way.

Most women wear the wrong bra size. There are dozens of sizes, several of the stores in this list go up to 52JJ, yet everyone thinks they're a 34B. Which is fine, since it's not like it's something you wear everyday... oh, wait a second.