The nice thing about getting older is that I’m a lot more confident about my sense of style. I know what works on my body and what doesn’t (looking at you peplum), where… Continue reading
It was just about 3PM and I was already eyeing that bottle of Pinot Noir. In case you haven’t heard, Hurricane Sandy (er Frankenstorm) is coming to town and we’re battening down the… Continue reading
My mother raised me to believe that’s its better to be pretty than sexy. I disagree.
It was a wintry afternoon in 1989 and my roommate Eileen sat on the floor of our off-campus apartment eating a tube of raw Pillsbury chocolate chip dough with a plastic knife. A… Continue reading
Bad Botox happens, but there’s simply not enough information out there on what it looks like and what to do about it. It’s even harder to speak the same language as your injector when… Continue reading
I start planning for Halloween in August because getting to wear costumes is second only to the perfect sipping tequila in my book of pleasures. The chance for me to realize left-over childhood… Continue reading