If the book hasn’t yet been written, it’s utterly overdue, and just to get the ball rolling let me suggest the title: Surviving Life with a Scarfer. It seems to be a truism in life that those of us who meticulously watch our food intake pair up…

I love a tasty buzz as much as the next girl, but at the same time I don’t want to drink what are essentially boozy desserts and run screaming from my scale on New Year’s Day. Having maintained my loss for years now, I have zero interest…

Women of yesteryear were tough. (And, spoiler alert: so are you and I.) Can you imagine? Those women had no right to vote (until 1920 in the U.S.), iffy birth control, sketchy medical care, no Pampers, no dishwasher…

This is how they get us: they go one of three ways. First, your standard chocolate companies transform chocolate, sugar, nuts and/or marshmallows into darling shapes like bunnies, chicks, and lambs…