He’s my dad but I like to call him Bob. When I was a little he used to say “When people say ‘Bob’s your uncle’, you can say ‘actually, Bob’s my father.’” In the photos I have of him when he was young, I can see a spark of mischief in his brown eyes. It seemed… Read More
I am fifty years old and my ovaries are on their last legs. They manage to muster up enough effort to squeeze out a tired old egg every couple of months or so, but to be honest, we’ve reached the bottom of the barrel. Very soon there will be none left. I could be accused… Read More
If I had a daughter, against all advice to the contrary, I would tell her she is beautiful. I would also tell her she is clever, important and capable of great love, but I would still insist she is beautiful. Some feminists believe that claiming the label of beautiful means women are striving to meet some predetermined… Read More
The advertisement promises: Triple anti-aging action: anti-wrinkle, firming and radiance boosting. When it comes to younger looking skin, we all want immediate results, but also improved skin for the future. This skin care range boosts your skin with moisture and radiance, leaving it softer and smoother within seconds. The regenerative plant cells work continuously on your skin to improve… Read More
The photo posted on Facebook shows a tall slender woman in a long leather skirt. Her top is sleeveless with mesh panels that reveal the curve of her full breasts. A celtic tattoo circles her upper arm. She wears dark sunglasses and hooped earrings. The lines on her neck and the veins on her hands… Read More
You Look So Young When I was a child I couldn’t wait to get older. I wanted to be thirteen so I could get my ears pierced, sixteen so I could have boyfriend, seventeen so I could drive and eighteen so I could vote. Even though it seemed to take a long, long time, I… Read More
What if taking a self-portrait helped me accept who I am and what I look like?
The idea seemed feasible. Totally feasible but completely scary.
Somewhere along the way, pleasure has developed a bad reputation. According to the experts, only selfish people give in to their desires. I don’t agree.
Rather than believing that my best days are in the past, I am looking forward to middle age. I don’t subscribe to the notion that joy belongs only to the young — in fact, I’m beginning to think that youth is highly overrated.
Please make welcome the lovely Katerina Edwards who is guest posting today. The moment I take off my clothes, the feelings of self-worthlessness creep in. “I think you should lose some weight,” the massage therapist murmurs. Her words hit me right in my fleshy, untoned, cortisol-bellied stomach, right in the most sensitive, guarded and protected part of… Read More
When my boyfriend’s daughter encounters a spider in the bathroom, I don’t know what to do. Should I protect her by killing the spider, or make her face her fears?
To all women, here in the flesh or in spirit, I offer my gratitude. You are the mothers of the world who bring in to being new life, new thought, new beauty.
Today I learned something new about relationships. I learned that as we age, sometimes our bodies don’t do what we would like them to any more. Illness, both mental and physical, along with the medications we have to take to stay healthy, can interfere with both our sex drive and our ability to perform.
