I flew to Paris from NYC on one of the first flights out after September 11, 2001. Many of my colleagues opted not to travel and I understood. But for me, I have always lived by the credo that when a bully strikes, it’s important to stand tall. Taking off from JKF, we flew over the still smoldering destruction in lower Manhattan and turned east around The Statue of Liberty. There she stood, … Read More
When I was young, buying bras was a fractious affair. Endowed, but not particularly fleshy, I had no real pretty choices in the intimate’s market. I was restricted to boring bras that I jokingly referred to as “erector sets”. It did not seem fair, especially when the curvier media legends of my youth, Sophia Loren, Lynda Carter and Raquel Welch managed to project sensuality and femininity wearing barely anything. I imagined that their lingerie was … Read More