I opened my eyes and saw tiny yellow stars. I peered up and stared at the ropes hanging from the ceiling and the dust-covered rafters... My face was on fire. Partially from embarrassment, but mostly because a grown-man had just hit me square on the nose by a 20-mile-per-hour dodgeball. "That's it," I thought. "I'm… Continue reading Hey, Athlete.
I am a rule follower who became a rebel. Here’s what happened. The Rule Book: Women like you are mothers with medium to long hair. You are at an age where you are grasping for youth, turning to needles and knives and expensive face treatments... You look tired. Do something about it now! Designer labels...… Continue reading The Rules