I have super curly (think Felicity) hair that I've battled with all my life. I've tried every cream, mousse, gel, brush, flat iron, and chemical treatment out there in the vain attempt to calm my unruly curls. Ah yes, I even participated in the age old ritual of using the actual iron to flatten my curls!

Last year I was obsessed with cutting my hair, bobbing it to be exact. I went back and forth on the decision, "to cut or not to cut," because I knew with a haircut as short as a bob I…

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I've tried somethinbg different for me here. I'm calling it "dialogue poetry" and I would truly appreciate any feedback. Thanks!

“Please make sure he’s in the middle.”

“Why?”

“It’s the safest…

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Sitting at her desk, under the dimly lit lamp, night after night, she eyed her typewriter as if it were one of  her mpst feared archenemies.

She knows exactly what she must do, but it’s as if her fingers won’t allow her to type the words. Try as she might all she can come up with

“Dear John.”

She…

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She hides behind her manners and pearls,

Ever careful not to utter the wrong word, lest she be labeled

Un-LadyLike.

Hair perfectly coiffed, nails painted to perfection, perfectly pressed pencil pants lay flat across her taught…