November 18, 2008I threw on my gold, slinky dress, slipped on my knee high leather boots and then topped it off with a long black wig which I’d braided earlier. Part of a group Peter Pan costume, I was Tiger Lily. “C’mon! Get yours on,” I shouted to Mr. Man as I started in on my make [...]
Read the full article → November 12, 2008they fall hard. My aunt told me this years ago. The words didn’t make sense to me at the time. Every man I’d ever dated had been slow to fall or reluctant to fall. I just couldn’t imagine one actually falling as hard as she described, until now… “I’m crazy about you. I just can’t [...]
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