A tin-eared opinion piece about social divisions that went viral prompted Sheila Weller to think about how members of the so-called “snobby” sex are often anything but. The first installment of Weller’s new NextTribe column on women and culture.
Warrior one and chair pose may help some stay chill, but all that free time for my brain leads me down rabbit holes that freak me out even more.
Why does it seem we always remember the wrong thing? The name of the boss’s husband? Complete blank. Sappy lyrics to “Heat of the Moment” by Asia? No prob
Her teenage sons know more profanity than she does. She’s survived a demanding career and cancer. So Helen Darling feels she’s earned the right to use the F-word. A lot.
For 49 years, she minded her manners and did what was expected of her. But suddenly on her 50th birthday, Gail Dudley broke into new territory.
Preparing to date again after a long marriage, Sarah Crichton reawakened parts of her brain (and other anatomy) where sexual knowledge and confidence had been in deep storage.
Convinced that my best years were behind me after my youngest left for college, I sank into a depression that mirrored one I’d battled 17 years earlier. Relief came by finding ways to plug the holes, but it took its damn sweet time.
I’ve kept a positive self-image as I’ve gotten older. Maybe because I don’t spend a lot of time in front of mirrors. But this approach is not without consequences.
If everyone wants a piece of you, it’s time to draw a line in the sand. The clearest guide you’ll find on setting smart personal boundaries, and how to know when you’re not.