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Sometimes holding a grudge is justifiable

Have You Watered Your Plants Lately?

Are Your Ordering One Mimosa or Two?

When In Doubt, Do It Like Audrey!

My Fiery, Red Hot, Resilient Bestie Strikes Again

He did get you a gift: The final straw

Where did you get that dress? I love it!

You're More Than Just A Pretty Face, Just Ask Julia!

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From Girl to Woman And Beyond

It's a delicate balance of mania and steadfast calm

You reap what you sow, honey

This wedding isn't about YOU

A late night walk in the park sounds like a glorious way to clear your head after a long day… That is, if you’re a man. For a woman, this same walk is a foggy, moonlit spooky-fest where you’re constantly checking over your shoulder for a pursuer, wishing you’d worn slouchy jeans, and clutching your keys in a closed-fist for some semblance of safety.