Winona Dimeo-Ediger

Recently, I challenged myself to something radical: What if I didn't wear makeup for awhile?

One woman’s frumpy maxi is another woman’s new favorite dress. Gather a group of friends together for a clothing swap.

Two years ago today, the Rana Plaza building in Dhaka, Bangladesh, collapsed

I ask myself these questions every time I’m considering a purchase, and if the answer to any of them is “no,” I put it back on the rack.

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

Will you ever find a chair you like? Are there any good chairs left in this world? Why are so many people in your neighborhood attempting to sell “lightly used” sex chairs? What is a sex chair?

This woman has serious swagger. It’s a slightly more subtle swagger than, say, Snoop Lion, but it’s there: in the nonchalant flick of her wrist while tossing garlic cloves into a food processor; in her decision to throw a spontaneous formal garden party just because she made a frittata, and in her firm pronouncements to use only “good” ingredients — without ever defining what that means.

The customer is always right but they are not always sane. The customer is always right but they are not always sane.

I mean, just look at the name: BLANKET SWEATERS. Wearing a blanket in public is not only a socially acceptable thing to do now, it’s downright trendy.

Sarah Von Bargen believes yes is more fun than no.