Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Three women came forward this week with accusations that they were groped by President George H.W. Bush. According to CNN, actress Heather Lind posted on Instagram (now deleted) about an incident that took place a few years ago during a photo shoot. In her post, Lind said Bush “touched me Read more
look at me as if through the lens of a broken Kaleidoscope and you will see a new kind of woman living outside your limited notion of a well adjusted female i am a husbandless childless menopausal caregiver a keeper of faded dreams an overweight non exercising lump of aging Read more
My favorite Saturday morning routine starts with a good cup of coffee, manicure, and a nice pedicure. Not unlike a lot of women, it takes me an hour to look at the different shades of colors at the salon, only to end up choosing the same color every time. To Read more
He was hip. He wore crisp shirts and wide neckties. He had a Seventies mustache and Burt Reynolds hair. His right hand almost always held chalk. His left hand was usually in his front pocket. His Levis were so tight that to remove his hand from his pocket he had Read more
This is the second installment of a new and exclusive series here on Feminine Collective called “Women Who Inspire.” As an ongoing series, it will feature women of all ages and from all walks of life and will endeavor to highlight some of the creative and inspirational stories of their Read more
You were the decade that made me a wife. Again. A better wife this time. This time I knew better than to throw the dishes against the wall. This time I knew better than to demand answers, honesty, attention. This time I knew what a good man looked like. He Read more
Try as I might, I haven’t found a way to create a portmanteau from the words ‘sex’ and ‘etiquette’.It would have been so neat to have one, in the same way, ‘netiquette’ or ‘sexting’ exist. While I work on that, please focus your mind entirely upon sex, as that is Read more
“So Your Mom Died 2 Years Ago? It’s Time To Move On.” In October of 1986, when I was 11 – my mother’s father died. My grandfather. I remember my mom telling me to wash my hair well because there would be many people at the Irish Catholic wake that Read more