Object Lust

  • The objects of our affection

    From preppy perfume to Portuguese love songs, six writers share the Valentine's Day goodies that really get their hearts racing.
  • Jump on the veggie express!

    I used to hate schlepping around the city for groceries. But now I have a bounty of beautiful, organic produce brought right to my door.
  • My stroller, my savior

    I always sneered at stroller-obsessed yuppies. Then I discovered a double-decker dream machine that changed my life.
  • Magic machines

    Who needs humans? Whether your goal is to sleep through the night or run a marathon, there's a gadget that can help.
  • Heaven scent

    I never thought I could get worked up about home fragrance. Then I got a gift from Provence.
  • My DVD dealer

    With Netflix, never again will I have to endure the humiliation of having a video-store clerk bray, "You have a late fee on 'Bubble Boy.'"
  • Uncramping my style

    I used to gobble handfuls of Advil when period pain knocked me out. But thanks to a magical heating pad, I'm ditching the pills
  • I've got a crush on Susi

    Simply slicing garlic isn't always enough. Sometimes, this most essential of foods needs to be annihilated, pulverized, nearly atomized -- so that when the tiny nibs hit the heat they explode into flavor.
  • Devils and dust

    I used to have billowing piles of dog hair drifting around my house like tumbleweeds, until along came the little wussified vacuum cleaner that changed my life forever.
  • Object lust

    A new weekly column about the trinkets, devices, conveniences and extravagances we can't live without.

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