Catherine Gigante-Brown

I know it’s not a politically correct one, but I’ve got a confession to make: earth-friendly hotels stink. There, I said it.

Who says feminists don't love alpha males and cooking?

"Bring over a meal—and leave. Breakfast, lunch or dinner, from soup to nuts. And coffee. Plenty of coffee."

In the photograph, my great-grandmother, Margarita Cirigliano, is sitting at a small table on the front porch of the family home in Borough Park, Brooklyn.

Wrinkles or lifelines? Chunky or curvaceous? The choice is yours.

Why, when I'm cool with being a salt-and-pepper chick, does it so clearly unnerve others?

sex sage. fetish specialist. author.

raunchy renaissance woman. multimedia artist. probably a slut.

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The office cubicle is indeed a strange bird. Here's how to survive life in a box without driving you—or your office mates—crazy.