The Glow of A Warrior Woman
The sun is a glowing ball of fire in the sky and every pore of my body is sweating. I’m on mile three of the morning run, jogging along manicured[…]
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The Best Voice in the World Is… Need You Ask?
For the most part, I don’t trust most people’s taste in music. To debate a musical topic or question with someone is to know for sure that you and your[…]
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It’s Getting Hot in Here: The Sweaty Signifier of Age
I was at the kind of music festival that draws packs of “festies,” young people who travel from concert to concert in the summertime wearing Indian-print skirts and bikini tops,[…]
Am I Allowed to Be Happy Even If My Kids Are Not?
I was raised to believe that happiness and motherhood were inherently incompatible, if not irreconcilable. I learned from my mother’s example. Mothers did not live to be happy. Mothers lived[…]
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A Luminous Photograph with a Story to Tell
It’s a photograph no one else but me could have taken. My mother didn’t take it, that’s for sure. She was great in front of the camera, her rightful place,[…]
Baked Goods and Bad Trips
Last June was our 16th anniversary, so Scott and I spent a weekend at this funky hotel in the Catskills. Every room is themed at this place. I chose a space-themed room.[…]
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Margit’s Note: You Glow, Girl
Hey you! We’re back with a new issue and it’s a hot and spicy scorcher. Our theme this week is Glow — as in “Glow little glow worm glimmer, glimmer.”[…]
TueNight Live: Photos From “SWAP”
We came, we listened, we drank, we noshed and of course we swapped! Last Tuesday, we huddled at the lovely Collab fabrication, lab and innovation studio, in downtown Manhattan to[…]
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He’s 25. I’m 53. What Could Go Wrong?
“Make my day go from good to great and tell me you don’t mind that I’m 25, not 45.” Oh, this old trick. Present yourself as a Gen-Xer when you’re[…]
Baby Shower 2.0: Celebrating My Transgender Son’s New Identity
The blue jellybeans were assembled in pint-sized mason jars on my kitchen table. My husband was about to head to the store to pick up the balloon bouquet while I[…]
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The Magic of the Bitch and Swap
Long ago in the 1990s, when I was a freelance magazine writer, I never had enough of anything — money, love, other people, and of course, clothing. I worked alone[…]
I’ve Pivoted My Career So Much, I’m Pirouetting
In August 2014, I lost my freelancing job as the Director of Content at Grey, a global, 100-year-old advertising agency, often referenced in Mad Men. (It’s where Duck Phillips landed[…]
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Why I Changed My Son’s Last Name to Mine
When I married David Adelson, I never seriously considered changing my name to Adelson any more than I ever seriously considered changing my name to Duchovny, or Gosling. Caveat: For[…]
I Tried to Break Up With My Therapist. It Didn’t Go Well.
People say it’s hard to date in New York. (I once went out with a guy who looked like Gargamel from the Smurfs, so I know how tough it is.)[…]
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My Struggle With God Ended on a Plane
It was my best friend, Melinda, who introduced God and me. I was four. She was eight and lived in my grandparent’s trailer park with her mom, dad, several rabbits[…]
Margit’s Note: Ready, Set, SWAP!
Oh MY we have a jam-packed issue this week, friends. Because this week, we’re all about swaps — trades, pivots, shifts and changes big and small. And by the time[…]
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25 Years Later, Adventures with My Husband Are Just Getting Started
“What’s the Australian equivalent of Ibuprofin?” I asked my husband, handing him Band-Aids out of a medicine chest in a hut in the middle of the Tasmanian wilderness. “Is it[…]
How to Lose at Wife-Carrying, and Win at Marriage
Author and journalist Jo Piazza had no idea what to do when she got engaged. She was terrified of taking on the role of someone’s wife. To figure it out,[…]
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A Pragmatist’s Guide to Adventurous Living
When people ask how a nice Mormon girl from a small, conservative college town ended up in New York City, I tell them it was by way of the Western[…]
How I Officially Became a Middle-Aged Badass in the Finnish Arctic
Last summer, I was offered the opportunity of a lifetime: a roundtrip holiday junket to the Finnish Arctic region in hopes that I’d write about the region’s beauty, sustainability and[…]
