Same Old Mistakes
I don't want to repeat the same old mistakes. In order to move forward, I have to take a long hard look at the past.
It’s Swimsuitphobia Season!
A floss bikini in a celebrity style column sent me straight back to the mustard yellow pageant humiliation of 1983. My relationship with swimsuits has always been complicated.
When Your Mama Creates Airport Drama
Any time spent with my mother involves some level of drama. This time it was keeping her from spiraling in the airport drama.
The Mother of All Resentment
Lunch with my mother brings up all kinds of resentment. Reminders that my mother is a narcissist.
I Will Not Dumb Myself Down
On refusing to let anyone - my mother, the ex, anyone - treat me like I don't know my own mind. A zero-tolerance policy.
