My Letter to Fear
Based on interviews with women, these essays about life (and all of its funny, sad and ridiculous aspects) were published in 2014.
No Man’s Land
I am in dating “no man’s land” (literally and figuratively). I’m too young for OurTime.com and too old for speed/stir dating in Los Angeles (which apparently has a cut-off of 42). It’s something they don’t warn you about—but I am here to tell you that it exists. It might actually be illegal for you to
A Very Sexy Thing
Today I slipped into the sexiest thing I own. See? What did I tell you? I have never been hotter. Now go do your sexy self a favor and vote!
Dating a Celebrity
How do they know my life?
Circle the Date
I’m the first to admit that I love “chick lit.” I don’t know if it’s my over-identification with the romantic troubles or the universal themes, but I love it. I feel like it went out of fashion for a while, but that in the last several years, women’s commercial fiction has really made a come
Sandy Days
I should start this by saying that I’m still thinking warm and fuzzy thoughts for the people impacted by Sandy. I’m here in Los Angeles. We had 80 degree weather. We had Halloween. We had traffic snarls and relationship drama. In short, it was a semi-normal week in the neighborhood. As you might remember, I’m
The Set Up
This weekend at the Calabasas Pumpkin Festival, my lovely, normally sane, friend asked me if it would be okay if she gave my phone number to her friend (who I had jokingly been calling my boyfriend for six months since he had been unavailable and unthreatening… unlike now). I can only assume that the pumpkin
Almost Productive
I’ve been freelancing out in the world, so weekends once again have meaning for me, and it never fails to surprise me when Sunday night rolls around again. Not because I dread Monday, but because I always think I’m going to be more productive over the weekends than I am. I go into every Friday
Space
I feel like I’ve spent the last decade trying very hard not to take up too much space. We could blame Los Angeles and aging for part of the angst. Fighting my ever expanding waist and thighs as the decade flew by was no easy feat, particularly given my love for all things wine, chocolate
Video Vamp
Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve started paying attention to music videos in a way I really haven’t since the good old days of Friday Night Videos. This is what I’ve learned so far. Videos by female artists tend to be romantic. Unless they are break up videos, the men seem courageous, honorable and