I’d like to think that Daylight Savings Time was just as eager as the rest of us to get this lovely day started—this day where (although we should celebrate it every day) we formally celebrate women everywhere. As a woman, I’ve always struggled with my identity—that is, how can I be the best woman I…
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Elizabeth Barrett Browning I should have realized long ago that only crazy things happen at 11 o’clock at night. For me, I was trying to finagle a queen-sized bed-in-a-box mattress through my front door, as I waited for one of my friends to come by…
The last thing I intended to do was restart my blog with a rant over another blog. But when I saw the title of a Vogue.com article shared on Twitter a few weeks ago, my biscuits became quite burned. “How Did I Become the Last Single Person In My Group?” A.k.a., “Mid-30s and Single: Did…
