Fight Manager

This is to be the last year of my 30s. Which doesn't really bother me. But I'm becoming more and more acutely aware that no matter how blithe my attitude toward fitness, how youthful my culinary choices ( #tatertots), or how in touch with fashion my In Style keeps me, the fact is: aging is... Continue Reading →

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No Filter. No Excuse. No Escape.

I just posted a very nicely filtered photo from my Instagram account which I use primarily for business purposes. I adore filters. Make-up is my love language. "Me, but enhanced" is my next tattoo. "Lipstick" is my middle name. You get the idea. But in reality, I feel like crap and am doing laundry in... Continue Reading →

Stupidity: A Christmas Story

Do you ever get random unusual words stuck in your head for a couple of days? Archipelago. Stuck Words either bother me or delight me. I like how they feel when I say them out loud when everyone is gone and I’m doing laundry or walking to check the mail. I may not even be... Continue Reading →

Dorian’s Palette

Made of failure, constructed of disappointment, she is set down before Beautiful with her empty bowl and her crushed being. Twisted and untruthful, plank-eyed and a great arm for stone throwing, she is brought to Beautiful and placed on her mat, given her bowl. Her portrait is a glossy masterpiece in Vermillion in Prussian Blue.... Continue Reading →

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