Me and Mr. Darcy

Pretty things make me feel good. I can walk for hours on end in museums, roam the streets of Paris, stare at historic buildings and admire ‘Art Nouveau’ street lights like I’m ready to French lick its dark green paint.

From smelling …

I turned 46 a few months ago on August 23rd, and realize now that I am middle-aged and have been for the past 5 years. Apparently, it kicked off …

When I was seven, I was raped by my uncle. It was half a rape or a half rape, not sure which one to go with to be honest. These days a slap on …

I was rummaging through some of my old books and magazines and I came across a box labeled OLDSKOOL. My heart jumped because I knew exactly what was in there.

When I was in college I used to buy the latest editions of fashion, design …

Holi signifies the victory of good over evil, the arrival of spring, the end of winter, and for many it is a festive day where we meet new friends, play and laugh, forgive and forget, and repair broken relationships. 

It’s …

I did some mean things when I was young and now is the time to confess to it. Not to make me feel better about myself and rid me of pestering guilt but because it might help you figure things out way sooner than I ever did. Guilt and regret …

I have a full length mirror in my bathroom and I named it Jack. Jack makes me look good. He tells me that I am buxom and freckled instead of plump and blotchy. He cares for me when I won’t and can’t, and he has a wonderfully diplomatic …