If having more refined tastes means I stop noticing bougainvillea, I’d be happy with the tastes I have, even if I never understood much...

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There is something ridiculous about a woman who has collected so many dresses that they barely fit in her adequately sized closet,...

Peter and I will celebrate our 10th anniversary this week, which doesn’t seem possible for two reasons. First, because it cannot be...

At this point, my cat, Felix, was alerted to the fact that something out of the ordinary was occurring and joined me in the bathroom. He...

I used to feel the need to apologize to my hair stylists, “I’m good at doing some things,” I would insist. “Growing hair just isn’t one...