My brother-in-law packed for our lake trip last summer with the kind of precision I usually reserve for carry-on liquids. Swim trunks, rashguard, the good sunglasses. And then, folded into…
I went into my first Brazilian wax appointment convinced I was going to keep my underwear on, because that’s what I’d pictured the whole time, some discreet little maneuver where…
My sister came to visit last spring, saw a faux leather jacket hanging on the back of my closet door, and said, “Oh, is that the real one or the…
So okay, backstory. I threw my swimsuit in with a regular load of laundry, on hot, with the jeans, like a person who has apparently never read a single care…
There’s a particular walk I do for the first three days with a new pair of leather sandals, and my sister calls it “the wince shuffle.” Shoulders slightly up, weight…
My sister called me on a Tuesday, which is not a day she calls, to ask a single question. Brown or black, for a leather jacket, and she needed the…
Okay so I posted a #getreadywithme where I mentioned, completely in passing, that I’ve worn a thong every single day for like four years, and I did not expect that…
I’d like a word with the woman standing in a Denver garage in 2011, wriggling into a wetsuit over a bikini she’d bought specifically for a trip to Cabo, convinced…
I texted my esthetician a question I’d been sitting on for two appointments straight: “Should I shave before I come in, or does that defeat the whole point?” Her answer…
I found the bruise four days later, not right after, which is honestly the part that made it worse. I was getting dressed for work and caught it in the…