My Stripper Shoe Makeover: Anti Aging for Feet
If I saved the money I sunk into shoes over the past decade, I could retire. I rationalized that shoes gave great return on investment, because they made the difference between merely walking into a...
View ArticleSpontaneous Spring Awesomeness
Somewhere in my late twenties, I gave up on the idea of a perfect day, simply because perfect became a bottomless pit of more; an endless chase that made me dizzy. But today I came close, even though...
View ArticleArm Candy
In my dreams I would have graceful, supple, arms that don’t make me pause before slipping into sleeveless sheath dresses like the ones Julia Louis-Dreyfus’s Selina Meyer wears in Veep. I wouldn’t stop...
View ArticleGluttony and Sloth
Yesterday, I was sitting at the Bobbi Brown counter debating the merits of “peach bisque” or just plain “bisque” under eye corrector. This raised larger life questions like whether I’ve got pink or...
View ArticleTrim Down Tuesday: This Is Your Brain On Food
As I mentioned last week, I’ve gained a few pounds and am crawling out of my skin until I get back to my fighting weight. My face may not show my age, but right now my figure sure does, with that nice...
View ArticleTrim Down Tuesdays: Tennis Loves All
It’s been three weeks since I started my journey towards a healthier body and lifestyle with the help of a nutritionist. I’m delighted to say I’ve lost 3 ¼ pounds. It may not seem like a lot, but the...
View ArticleTrim Down Tuesday: Progress, Not Perfection
Do you know what Mt. Roraima is? It’s one of the biggest plateaus in South America (pictured above) and the heartbreaking equivalent to my weight loss results. For the past six weeks – 6 WEEKS – my...
View Article10 Things I Learned About Surviving Breast Cancer
It’s the end of October and I’m sick of the color pink despite all the good intentions behind it. 8 years ago I survived triple negative breast cancer, so you would think I would be fervently...
View ArticleHard Reset: 5 Detox Diets Considered
After three weeks of mindless holiday hedonism, I’ve sunk beneath my dietary scum line and have worn yoga pants way too long. Nibbling on cheese, wine, chocolate babka and left over Bouche du Noël has...
View ArticleYes You Can, Self Tan: The Lazy Girl’s Guide To Not Looking Pasty
I’ve been a self-tan connoisseur since the age of twelve when I convinced my mom to buy a bottle of QT tan. During gym class the next day, I sat on the bleachers with my legs outstretched waiting for...
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