As a denizen of a neighborhood that sees its share of crime but falls in the category of “good”—as in no one gets shot at on a regular basis—I struggle with how to support those who live in troubled communities without coming off as an interloper.
I could not have predicted that when I rose from my chillaxed coma that topping the presidential polls would be an eccentric billionaire and a bonafide Socialist.
Nobody puts our brilliant babes in a corner these days, and July has been a banner month for talented women representing our fair little town.
The whole place just might levitate during the Grand Opening Party on July 23
WHEN it comes to clothes, I've always been kind of allergic to retail trends.
The marine animals we ought to dread most around here are not eight-to-12 foot bloodthirsty predators with multiple rows of serrated teeth, but something much smaller. Microscopic, actually.