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Your mammaries need support, my dear, so stop pretending that they don’t. In other aspects of our lives “support” is welcome, but buying foundation-wear that actually does what it’s supposed to do...
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Your mammaries need support, my dear, so stop pretending that they don’t. In other aspects of our lives “support” is welcome, but buying foundation-wear that actually does what it’s supposed to do...
Sigh… When one goes to New York City for a family thing, and the family thing revolves around non-vegetarian meals in Chinatown, one has a tendency to yearn, if one is disposed...
Dear Martin, I was five-going-on-six when you were murdered. I was a little white girl living in a nice working-to-middle-class seacoast neighborhood of Quincy, Massachusetts. I can’t say I remember anything about...
It was all love and happiness, that first Thanksgiving, what with the Pilgrims and the Indians all playing nice, and the table groaning under the weight of all those pumpkin pies and...
We walked up to the Roslindale Farmer’s Market this morning. Then we walked back home. You can do that when you live in the city.
My father taught me so many things, among them: I wasn’t good enough; Me being me was a pain in the ass to others; My intelligence was something to be embarrassed about;...
They don’t know what happened. They don’t know why she died. The hospital doesn’t know either. They will have to examine her to determine the cause. She was…lovely. She was pretty, that’s...
FINALLY! The piece of paper upon which all our pieces of paper are based! And it totally belongs here in Boston, at the Museum of Fine Arts, in a marvelous exhibit which...
I am a Bostonian. I was born in Boston, my sister was born in Boston, my parents were born in Boston. They met in Boston, they married in Boston, and they lived...
I went to London. Not exactly recently, but I went. I went where I wanted, did what I wanted, ate what I wanted. It was awesome. There are those who think I...