TW: Graphic talk about lady parts. “Happy belated birthday,” my gynecologist said as she snapped her gloves on and began my very first rectovaginal exam. I was informed of this new addition to my annual visit seconds before the felicitations. Apparently, turning 50 came with more surprises than I could imagine. I’d been putting off…
Recently, my son Jackson turned twenty two but thanks to the current pandemic and the fact that we live on two different coasts, I haven’t seen him since January 3rd in the Hong Kong airport. I have an unapologetic, wild love for Jackson. We have always been deeply connected souls. I understand that not everyone…
It’s not alopecia (but good for you, Ricki Lake!) I’m not having a breakdown (remember Britney’s bald moment?) I’m not ill (fingers crossed, though cancer may get us all eventually.) And I’m not trying to make a political or power statement. What I am is a 49 year old woman working in the advertising industry…
