Winona Dimeo-Ediger

Dear bikini manufacturers: Not all short, curvy women want to channel their inner Marilyn Monroe.

Please feel free to join me in sending these GOP leaders a stack of postcard versions of their hypocritical Tweets. Join the resistance, #RavsResistance.

Stage one: annoyance. Stage five: obsession!

Half the fun (or maybe more than half? Maybe all the fun, actually) of going to the gym is getting decked out in cute workout clothes.

You don’t have to compromise on music or air conditioning temperature or snack break times. It’s just you, your car, and the open road. Ah, freedom!

Winona,

Like any red-blooded Benedict Cumberbatch fangirl, I’ve totally fantasized about cuddling with him, nibbling on his ear, or maybe breakin

The Real Househusbands of Beverly Hills: See how the stay-at-home husbands of the most powerful women in Beverly Hills truly live! Watch these “men of leisure” shop, do brunch, plan opulent parties, and get in fistfights over insinuations that their lush heads of hair aren’t exactly all-natural. Scandalous!

Also worth considering: Beyonce on vacation, Prince George, your mom in the '70s.

While flipping through a fashion magazine the other day, I was shocked at the revelation that “beachy hair at the beach” is now co