The Whole Three Yards

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An experiment in getting everything you want, without having to work too hard. A few months ago, when I first launched this website, I included a post that aimed to explore whether or not it was possible to turn your life around, without all of that dogged determination and hard work that the President and Oprah are always talking about. Every success story we hear is plagued by it. Some over-achiever being interviewed on Nightline about how he/she worked day and night in order to open their little store which is Read More…

How To Go To The Desert And Barely Make It Out Alive

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I don’t know anyone who wants to go on a vacation without the constant threat of death looming over them. Being from New York, I’m not happy unless my stress levels are so high, I can pop a blood vessel as easily as the four Xanax it takes to get me on a plane. So imagine my delight, when after planning what was supposed to be a relaxing week in Sedona, Arizona, I came to find out it’s actually one of the most terrifying places on the planet. Here is Read More…

Whooty Girl Rectified

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I’ve noticed as I get older I struggle with technology more. I work with a number of women in their early to mid-twenties who, on a fairly regular basis, roll their eyes at one another and sigh in exasperation when attempting to explain to me how hashtags on Instagram work. I get that it’s a complicated field to keep up with. However a recent situation with my father made me realize that my parent’s generation is out of control and they need help. When I posted my Whooty Girl Gone article a Read More…

Whooty Girl Gone

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I started to notice a couple of years ago that I can’t dance anymore. It was really bothering me so I mentioned it to my brother and he laughed. I was so relieved. “I know, that’s ridiculous right?” I responded. At which point he told me he was laughing because I ever thought I could dance in the first place. Then I was horrified. Naturally I started barking at him all of the very specific times and places that I had been grinded on over the years as he walked out Read More…