Perfume Posse

This post is about the seemingly selfless tradition of buying a young girl her first perfume, but I must admit that my motivations for writing it were purely selfish: I don’t want to smell Pink Sugar anymore. I have been silently suffering at the hands of Pink Sugar-wearing tweens since The rest, please…

        Can I get a collective “Hallelujah!!”? Yep, it’s that time of year again: back to school. Now those of you who don’t have kids may not care, but for those who do, it’s a pretty big day. As much as we love them, it will be The rest, please…

Mexico was great, for those of you that knew where I was going last week.  Every person is entitled to once a year go sit on a beach anywhere in the world by themselves and not have to worry about anything more strenuous than why the seaweed washes up the The rest, please…