Random Rant: The Sad State of Women’s Shoes
Shoes are an accessory after my own heart. You’ve never heard me truly giddy if you haven’t listened to me gush about a great deal I got on a fab pair of heels. Unfortunately, though I love shoes, I’m not…
He Is Who He Is – Really (A Second Look at Jay-Z and Beyonce)
I write this begrudgingly. First, I stand behind what I said in my last post about Jay-Z’s public adoration of baby Blue and the fact that it’s not quite on par with his praise for wife Beyonce. I still believe that…
The Lady Who Killed Him
I pronounced the gentleman dead, but who killed him? I wish I could say it was Miss Scarlet in the conservatory with a candlestick, but the clues suggest it was less dramatic than that. It was likely a series of events…
The Death of the Gentleman
I miss him. We cross paths every once in awhile, as he holds a door here or offers a seat there, but our time together is brief. And there is one area in which I miss him most: the dating…
