Stephanie Klein's Greek Tragedy

girling it up: vibrator style

I went in for my annual skin screening, where you get all nekked in Tahiti and let the doctor hold a light up to your "marks of beauty," and I left with a clean bill of health, and

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j.crew’s feast of tabernacles

I admit a lot of things, things people sometimes won't even admit to themselves, never mind the world (wide web). I watch The Bachelor, The Bachelorette, and worse still, Bachelor Pad (and it's boring!). That's right. I admit it. I…

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fashion challenge(d): help me dress

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the beauty quotient formula

Confidence puts a lace pearl thong to shame in the sexy department. Charisma bitch slaps cleavage every day, and twice on Sundays. Personality trumps perfection. We get it. Wall know the answers, but the key is learning how to live…

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from day to nars

My skin is pallid. To the point where if my children awoke suddenly and noticed me, they might run to their father and swear it was snowing outside. Or in the bathroom... where I've been hiding. Frankly, I need a…

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whore lure: the scent of sex

Ireceived emails ALL DAY yesterday about the details of how. "How does one go about playing at the other woman, you know, specifically." Okay, then. The short of it: I called my man, casually asked him to come meet me…

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country western singer hair correctional facility

I t's happened: I look like a country western singer. It's time for a haircut. The only person—it so appears—capable of giving a proper "long layers cut" in this town is an arrogant chamber pot of a French bastard…

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charm bracelets: what’s your story?

For boys maybe it's baseball cards. I'll have to figure it out. Girls, I know girls. When I was a toddler my grandparents gave me a gold heart charm locket with a diamond in its center. The locket opened,…

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makeup for the busy mom

I mentioned last week that I wait until I'm in the car to apply my makeup. What I failed to mention are the products I'm actually using these days.   If you can't do anything else, at…

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bumpits and mom cleavage

Nope. This is not a photo of me on Halloween (though I will post one). It's me, today, just back from Los Angeles, where it seemed all the ladies were sporting strappy motorcycle boots with leggings or skinny jeans,…

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