The Cupcake. Sweeter than your first date.

Picture, if you will, a store full of dresses and you’re looking for the perfect frock for yourself. All shapes, colors, sizes and fabrics. Clothing racks become your enemy; you’re weighed down with an excess of options and nothing that looks just right. Some say shopping is therapeutic, but when the heat is on and <... >

We all do it.  Behind closed doors, in the privacy of our own homes, millions of women are logging on, signing in, and – yes, dear readers – shopping.  Picture, if you will, a nation of sweaty nerds hunched before their keyboards, clicking feverishly in search of the best bargains and latest fashions.  But in <... >

The stockings are hung by the chimney with glee But what on earth to get Great Aunt Dee? You’ve stressed and fretted, frittered and sweated, But choices are endless while appetites are whetted! You’ve got more in your brood than Saint Nick has on his naughty and nice list, and not a clue as to <... >

Thanksgiving in the twenty-first century is nothing like the original. Try to picture the pilgrims reaching for a box of StoveTop Stuffing or poking at a wobbly tower of canned cranberry sauce. Or think of yourself doing anything close to Puritan. The days of maize and mead are over; bring on the tofurky! Nevertheless, the <... >

So you’ve decided it’s time to reach into your pocket and give away some of those hard-earned dollars that you’ve stressed, sweated, slogged and struggled for. Or maybe you’ve just inherited gads of cash from your filthy-stinking-rich Great Aunt Gertrude and the stuff’s just weighing you down. Whatever your reason, you want to donate to <... >

***Warning*** Adult content. Inappropriate for readers under 18 Ok, prudes. I know you’ve all seen “The Rabbit” episode of Sex and the City, and yet the subject of vibrators causes a reversion to adolescent giggles and conversations that would make even the most timid bride bored to tears. Don’t even start with the words, “A <... >

There’s an art to being the perfect hostess. Hopefully, you’re more Martha Stewart than the grandmother in “Flowers in the Attic”. But since there are enough glossy paged books out there teaching you how to fold your napkins into swans and make smiley faced pancakes, I figured, this month, I’d transform myself into a modern-day <... >

If you’ve ever come face to face with the relative horror of a large green spinach leaf wedged ever so awkwardly between your friend’s two professionally whitened and otherwise flawless teeth, then you’re well aware of the precarious sociological situation taking form. Even the most delicately delivered, “You know I love you but… you’ve got <... >

“Sit up straight!” This all too familiar line, heard by millions of adolescents by their nagging mothers, causes one to have a knee-jerk, or actually, ‘back-jerk’ reaction that may actually do more harm than good. Contrary to popular belief, having good posture does not mean sticking one’s back, chest and buttocks out like a peacock. <... >