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Keep Your Bloomin' Onion and Endless Margarita, It's Friday and I'm Taking a Bath!
Even though it irks the heck out of me when people post lame "T.G.I.F." status updates on Facebook, I'll admit that sometimes that's precisely my sentiment. But, while many of those FB friends are undoubtedly heading out to [insert favorite bar -- as long as it's not Hooters -- here], to ring in the weekend, my dream destination is my bathroom. Because he knows this about me, my oh-so-kind…
What's Your Beauty Phobia? The Treatment that Freaks Me Out Is ...
When it comes to putting myself in uncomfortable or awkward positions in the pursuit of maintaining a modicum of attractiveness, I'm a trooper. I've had injections, lasers wielded at my face, hot wax smeared on places hot wax really doesn't belong and my body pummeled by a Brazilian deep tissue aficionado who is clearly a sadist. But, for all of my bravery and willingness to experiment with…
Stem Cells for Skin Care: Enticing or a Tad Freaky? Here's my Take ...
On a recent Sunday, I sat down with a cup of Joe (ok, it was a can of Tab) and read the paper. Imagine my delight when, between the coupons and Cathy comics, I happened across the headline "Dermal Fillers Evolve" staring up at me from the "Los Angeles Times". I love learning about new technologies in the anti-aging skin care realm so I dove in head first and began reading about the promising new…
DIY Beauty Recipes: My Favorite All-Natural (and Cheap) Concoctions
When my daughter, Sophia, turned 8 last March, she decided that she wanted to invite six of her closest friends over for a DIY party. And, if I may say so myself, it was a smashing success -- despite the fact it should have been called DIM as in; Do It Mom, and that my dining room floor still has glitter embedded into the hardwood. In researching fun, affordable and useful projects for the girls…
My Struggle to Age Gracefully: How Keeping Things in Perspective Helps to Keep Me Sane. Well, Sorta.
In terms of beauty, I peaked at 26. Or so that's what I thought at the time. I remember totally freaking out on my 27th birthday, convinced that I was officially "old" and that my best years were behind me. Of course now, what feels like eons later, I look back at photos of my nubile, wrinkle-free self and wonder what the heck I was thinking. Youth, as they say, is wasted on the young. When I…
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