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I was the Eva Longoria of the 90s

I was the Eva Longoria of the 90s

I’m a depressive. Not in the “I’m going to stay in bed for 6 straight weeks in the dark” kind of way. More of the Los Angeles, “I used to be hot, now I’m middle age and it sucks” kind of way. It doesn’t help that I live in the heart of Hollywood, where beauty is...
Tit for Tat

Tit for Tat

Today’s blog is dedicated to breasts. It is Breast Cancer Awareness month. Whether you have real ones or not, this is an important topic. I had small breasts my entire life until I had my daughter, then boom – full C cups. It was shocking. In the hospital, she...
My paranoid mom is narcissistic

My paranoid mom is narcissistic

Everyone hates me. I know it. I can sense it. I talk to my husband constantly about this. I’m obsessed with narcissistic people. He says I have the problem, that I’m the narcissist. Ok, whatever. Anyway, back to me. What did I do? What’s not to like? I thought...