WERE YOU that kid who listened to the nursery rhyme about the old woman who lived in a shoe and thought: “Damn, I wish I…
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THEY SAY that laughter is the best medicine; that laughter is the cure for grief. And on the worst of days, when everything that could…
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ONE OF MY dearest friends manages the infection prevention and control unit at one of the largest hospitals in Portland, Oregon. She’s only 31, but she’s…
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ABOUT TWO years ago, I stopped owning a TV. That is, your traditional boob tube, the kind of giant flat screen that comes in a…
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When the check comes at the restaurant, the tip is always a bit of a puzzle. For me, at least. Countless dinners with friends and…
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If you’re feeling stuck this weekend in a rut of anxiety about that next big step in your life or suffering from a bout of…
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If you’ve never heard Iggy Azalea’s “Fancy” remixed as a 1920s ragtime jig, complete with a flapper dress and head gear, then you’re missing out…
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It’s hot in Palm Springs. So swelteringly hot that 100-degree heat is normal for a day in May. A bonafide scorcher hits 117 or 120…
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Breaking up with a friend, be it guy or girl, can hurt just as much, if not more, than a breakup with a romantic beau.…
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Have a serious case of wanderlust? When you’re feeling the urge to stray from your nest — and by stray, we mean legions of miles…
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Jared Leto, Orlando Bloom and Chris Hemsworth did it. Bearded hipsters are doing it. My girlfriend’s boy in Portland is doing it. There’s a whole…
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These days, I’m swooning over those chairs that seem to be in every chic restaurant, hipster boutique, design firm office and mod pad: those Eames…
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