Catherine Gigante-Brown

erotic. intimate. unapologetic.

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

As a breast cancer survivor, the worst day of the year is when I go for my mammogram. True, nobody actually likes mammos, but I’ve been bitten by one. On the way to my annual squishing, I realized that I have a bunch of coping strategies.

Like if she steals from you — cash or a boyfriend. Or does something illegal she wants you to be a part of — or lie about. I draw the line at felonies (sometimes even misdemeanors) and you probably should, too.

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

sex sage. fetish specialist. author.

I saw my present mother-in-law in a whole new light the first time she held my newborn son.

Anne Lamott's Operating Instructions wasn't your typical cutesie baby fare. It was raw, real—and unabashedly funny.

I try. I really do. But whenever I attempt to embrace my husband Peter’s Cuban culture, I always screw up.

I thought cancer was behind me. Until I had a weird pain near my left ovary which lasted for several days. It felt a lot like ovulation...Only, at 56, that train had left the station a long time ago.