Anna Rosenblum Palmer

My wrinkles are filled by plump instead of poison. As my svelte friends talk Botox, I can simply smile and not only because my face still allows it. Cosmetic surgery is ubiquitous with my fashion-forward skinny friends.

Helicopter Parenting. Free Range Parenting. Sharenting. The names go on and on. We all reap rewards and pay the price for whichever philosophy we adopt. What happens when we don’t adopt a philosophy at all?

Married sex doesn’t have to be restricted to Saturday nights. 

After years of feeling like I was choosing between the slippers and stilettos of breast fashion, I visited a high-end lingerie store.