Table for One, Please
Normally I would avoid, at ALL costs, saying I’m ashamed of being single, but events of this week have prompted me to proclaim my...
The Shame of Not Being Trendy Enough
Every day I ride the bus to work, and I’ve recently come to realize I dress up solely for that purpose. I don’t dress for work, or for...
The Guilt of Caring Outside Yourself
I’ve been thinking a lot about single motherhood the past few weeks. And while I’m far, or possibly not too far from that prospect, it...
The Comfort Zone Zone Zone
(A follow up to Tinder - Where the Wild Things Are) I am guilty of hating the SF dating game... But I am ashamed that I don't step out my...
Where the Wild Things Are
TINDER ... The app synonymous with dating in San Francisco. Has it made it better or made it worse? I’ve had countless discussions in...
Eaters Remorse
I am guilty of a lot of things, but to start off, I'm going to jump into food guilt this week. Of all the multiple facets of food guilt,...