I have a confession to make: I am a full-fledged adult. with. braces. If you’re wondering… yes, wearing braces is STILL as awkward and embarrassing as it was in your teens. Despite all the technological advancements since my last tango with metal-mouth, braces are still bulky, obvious, painful, and inconveniently dorky. Except now, my peers…

In the few hours after my first child was born, I thought I was really catching on to this whole ‘motherhood’ thing. I could hold him without letting his floppy little head fall back and was learning how to breastfeed. By the second day, however, I was not so confident. I had given birth without…

I am a serious sucker for little luxuries. They set off that hedonistic part of my lizard brain that indulges in desserts at Le Meurice and silk Twillys. It’s not a need, it’s a want. Coming from an austere childhood, my husband simply cannot understand that part of me. When we pass a gelato stand, I…