With its Champagne toasts and confetti poppers, there is no glitzier holiday than New Year’s Eve. My annual craving for a glamorous frock is entirely logical; but, since I’d like to start 2015 with some money, I simply can’t buy a NYE dress that costs what I make in a week. Each year, I hunt through bargain bins and sale racks to find … Keep reading…
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I was a sweaty, banged-up, disheveled mess when the ticket-taker gave me an ‘Oh, honey‘ look. “You’re at O’Hare,” she said. “Yes…” “This ticket is for Midway.” I starred blankly. “What is Midway?” That look returned. “It’s the other airport in Chicago.” Plain and simple, I am not a graceful traveler. I have cried. I have ran. I have screamed, begged, and … Keep reading…
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The holidays quite literally sparkle. And while I play perpetual cynic on a variety of occasions, the holidays are no mocking matter for me. Whether it is the shiny ribbon on the outside of a perfectly-wrapped present or the glisten of just-fallen snow, this time of year comes with a definite (practically blinding) shine, and I love every glitter-covered moment. It only … Keep reading…
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My boobs are too big for a medium, but my shoulders are too small for a large. These jeans are too tight around the hips, but the next size up is way too long. This size 6 fits around my waist, but it shouldn’t be this short in the back. Sometimes, shopping can suck. I have a carefully curated list of stores that fit … Keep reading…
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