Prior to this moment, I thought the only hiking I would ever do would come after a plane crash, stranding me with a group of strangers on a deserted jungle island. I actually think about this a lot, and I have a number of concerns.
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My waist cincher is making me a monster. Let me start this post by saying there are very few things I won’t try when offered or dared. Like if you take a sip of soda and it tastes weird, so you’re all, “I think the soda machine is out this tastes gross.” I will then […]
And now if you direct your attention to the center of the show ring, I’d like to present the sporting group.
You know that smell? It’s chilly and windy and the air smells cold, like something fierce is coming? I love winter. Not just for the carb-filled food and warm and fuzzy holidays, but for the tall boots, jeans, and a much needed break from crotch sweat. I can finally pull out all my absolute beauty and […]
Dear Kate, A few months ago I walked in the pouring rain through Chinatown and Little Italy to McNally-Jackson bookstore just before 6am, and without a stitch of make up or hair spray, I took off my pants and shopped in my underpants. It was one of my most favorite days. Brittany I can say […]
My book is due today, and writing it has been mentally consuming. I’m sorry I have been absent, but I wanted to take a second to update you on where I’ve been, because it’s been a pretty amazing month. First up, a peek at what I did while I was in New York City last […]
Two days ago we went to the Sing-Along version of Frozen, because we still have money left in our retirement account and haven’t yet fulfilled our apparent moral obligation to continuously bolster the box office success of this cartoon. I had just finished the reprise of For The First Time in Forever, I as Elsa […]
When you are plus size and have self esteem issues, it’s not uncommon to hate January 1st. Once I eventually got past the dread of imminent resolution failure and looming hyper-inadequacy, I tabled New Years as nothing more than the passing of a calendar year. No more resolutions. No more unreachable standards. No more change. […]