It was August, 1969. I was married to Adam Linter who managed a club called The Salvation, on 1 Sheridan
Everytime I consider having some “work done,” I learn something that makes me pause. Last month Anna, my aesthetician, gave
At an estate sale recently, a large baggie filled with yellow corn-on-the-cob holders caught my eye. The price was $1
Last weekend I attended a yoga weekend at a holistic retreat house. They had lots of snow, and I decided
Last week my husband and I went to a Blood, Sweat and Tears concert with friends we’ve known for over
I’ve never really been a scarf girl. I don’t like anything pulling around my neck. Necklaces are fine, but turtlenecks
Those are the words of Kermit The Frog. Despite Kermit’s opinion, it’s gotten much easier to be green since PANTONE,
One of my intentions for The Pro-Body Project is to introduce you to voices, other than my own, on the
This month we’re reading Caroline Leavitt’s Cruel Beautiful World, one of the best received books of 2016. This book, about
every woman needs a good, broken-in pair of denim. while you’re at it, why not add on a vintage jean
This evening, Molly went to live with God. Before the vet administered the final medication, I laid on the floor
It’s a new year, time to focus on your plan for a successful 2017—a time to dream big, set new
So who likes old things, please raise your hand. Me too! A few years ago, I decided to open a
And you thought I just do surgery on knees and shoulders! But I’m not here to advise you on color,
The night before my first mastectomy I stood naked in front of my dressing room mirror, hoping to remember my
I was never good at making costumes. On Halloween my sons used to look at me and wonder why I
I just returned from my honeymoon. We took a week on the Crystal Serenity and, boy oh boy… It was
I live and work in one of the largest cities in the world, have a lot of wonderful friends, but
