I’m Here for a Haircut, Not a Lecture
Sometimes I wish I’d been born Catholic. This way, when the hairdresser at the salon around the corner asks how long it’s been, I would know…
Sometimes I wish I’d been born Catholic. This way, when the hairdresser at the salon around the corner asks how long it’s been, I would know…
Just because you’ve got an evening off and a new boyfriend at your disposal doesn’t mean that you should neglect your girlfriends. Which is why, when…
Relationships, I’m learning, are all about compromise. And shaving your legs way more often than anyone should this time of year, but mainly about compromise. This…
I’m not crazy. Despite what the editors over at Marie Claire and the producers over at Good Morning America might think. Plenty of women start planning…
Ever since I became aware of the fact that boys didn’t actually suck (and didn’t actually have cooties), I’ve kept a list: Must be tall, must…