Kate Ryan

I have no choice but to start all over again, tomorrow or not at all.

Someone would always cook in their tighty whities, his package at eye level for the person doing French homework at the kitchen table.

Is flagging potentially offensive material taking the PC movement too far?

12:48 AM. Why would someone schedule an exorcism for the middle of a weeknight?

Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.

Fresh orange juice, milk, thick slices of ham, a block of cheese, a carton of eggs—her husband kept it this way should this moment arrive.

The Gap come autumn: where normcore and film noir cleverly collide.

A bloated mother in her polka dot one-piece gnaws on a corndog while reading the romantic pulp she picked up on her way out of the supermarket . . .

Recently, it was announced that the Ocean’s Eleven remake will be ladies-only too. Could it be that we’ve embarked on an era in which women take center stage?

We’ve all been there. Your boyfriend has a raging boner, but you’re just not in the mood to do anything with it. But how do you tell him to tone that boner down and quick? No need to worry. Here are ten simple, foolproof ways to kill that boner in ten seconds—or less—while keeping your man’s ego rock-hard.