Columns & Collected Essays

I love clothes. I love looking at beautiful clothes, trying on clothes, and, most of all, I love wearing clothes. Which is a good thing,...

It’s no secret that I love to spin.  I joined the indoor cycling movement in the late 1990’s, mostly because pedaling fast to loud music...

Last year, I stalked and then purchased what I thought was the perfect pair of booties. They were black leather with a stacked wooden...

My cell phone rang at 4:00 pm on Saturday, September 8 while my family and I were eating a weirdly-timed meal at Harry’s Burritos in...

I have written these words before, but I’ll write them again: I am not what you’d call athletic. I lack hand-eye coordination and any...

August 15th. Each summer as a middle and high schooler, I would wake up on the 15th and feel a sinking pit in my stomach. After an entire...