Tutus & Running Shoes

I used to be one of those anti-tutu runners; not to the magnitude of SELF Magazine, but I made a personal vow to never be one of those runners. I don’t consider myself to be a girly-girl, and tutus are for ballerinas and little girls in princess costumes. I also have a deep hatred for running skirts (ironically,…

Eat Chocolate and Get Excited About Life

As I quickly approach the other side of thirty, I’m met with phenomena I never thought would really happen to me. I suddenly understand the importance of a good high impact sports bra, my jawline is constantly invaded by an army of acne not even seen in my teen years, belly fat is getting harder…

Inspire

Ying Maneein, also known as Rice Man, is a 28 year old self-employed barber from Chicago who let a run of bad luck bring out the best in him. If you happen to stumble across @THERICEMAN on Instagram, you’ll see a variety of images ranging from colorful socks to skyline views. Scroll a little bit…

Acknowledging Valentines Day

Growing up, my parents belonged to a religion that believed all holidays were pagan, and celebrating pagan holidays was strictly forbidden. When it came to handling holiday celebrations at school, my siblings and I each have our own unique stories about either secretly partaking in these celebrations, or having to sit in the office while…

Thank You for Keeping It Real, Lauren Fleshman

And that photo was everywhere the next week, and it made me feel good and guilty at the same time. Because, on the other hand, that photo was fantasy. That photo was me, but it was me at my most excellent… It showed no evidence of all of my imperfections. That picture was what we…

In a Pinch

Five years ago today I spent the eve of Valentine’s Day having the doctor remove tissue from my cervix to test for cancerous cells. If I were not such a stickler for scheduling my annual PAP smear practically to the day each year, I could be telling a very different story right now. I cannot stress…

Loud and Ugly

Several springs ago I decided to enroll in an 8 week voice class at Old Town School of Folk Music. I hadn’t much singing experience beyond childhood phone calls with my grandmother, and family sing-alongs to accompany my mother’s piano playing. There was also my starring role as Aladdin’s mother in our second grade class…