Equally at home in the good stuff and the junk.

As a kid, I could get lost in my mother’s jewelry. She kept it in one of those tiered jewelry boxes I believe were mandatory in the trousseaux of Eisenhower-era brides. Better than a dollhouse, this box was like my own private boardinghouse of bling, its velvet-lined compartments filled with…


#MoreThanAGame

Jordan, Pippen, Rodman. I’m sure Mom loved them even more because she didn’t have to do their laundry. Image via SlamOnline

My mother was not what you’d call a sports fan. She had eight kids, six girls, and while I would never claim that this fact alone made our house a sports-free zone, it clearly played a part. We had estrogen in the air, thick as the scent of Lemon Pledge…

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