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Worth every penny
Lindsey, my sixteen-year old daughter, waved a pair of jeans at me. Their extremely wide bellbottom legs whipped back and...
Wishing you a partridge in your pear tree
When I was in second grade I used to tell people that I was going to marry David Cassidy. And...
Bring on the beige
I entered the Banana Republic in Union Square in Manhattan on a mission. My goal was to buy new clothes...
When you stop thinking…
You’d think my decision to pursue my childhood dream of becoming a “real” artist would be something to celebrate. But...
