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…
This week of pandemic was rough. Maybe I needed a glass of wine to get those words down, but so be it. I’m not sleeping much. My dreams, like many of yours, have been absolute batshit crazy – like last night’s combo of befriending Kelly Clarkson while working at a dress shop and never being…
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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…
Wow, it’s been a while. Much has happened in my life since I returned from my last big trip to India (and Italy and London,) but most important news is that I’ve doubled down on writing. I’m working on a tv script, a short film script, and then maybe a book of essays (or a…
