I haven't always been short. When I was in fifth grade I was one of the tallest kids in my class. Not just one of the tallest girls, one of the tallest out of everyone. When we were teenagers, my little brother used to pound on his chest and ask, "Who am I? I am Courtney in fifth grade!" I was really small when I was a tot, then grew a lot in middle school, then I just stopped.
Winter certainly has its charms, but it really does a number on my beauty routine. As much as I appreciate picturesque snowfalls and any excuse to expand my collection of snappy wool coats, my cracked lizard skin, chapped lips and dry hair aren't fun to deal with day in and day out.
With only nine days left before Christmas (!!), there’s not much time left to get into the holiday spirit. Since today just so happens to be National Ugly Christmas Sweater Day, we’ve got eight sure-fire ways to launch you from Ebenezer to Buddy Elf on the spirit spectrum, and fast.
I don’t know how to tell you this, but acne doesn’t stop when you turn 18 (neither do crazy hormones or bad decisions, but we can talk about that another time). In fact, if you’re as genetically blessed as I am, acne never stops. I’m 35, and while I look pretty youthful, part of my Dorian Gray appearance can be attributed to my lifelong facial friend: the ever-present pimple.
Well, it finally happened. After a lackluster start to the season, Old Man Winter upped his game this week, sending out a negative windchill and a nice dusting of snow to unprepared citizens across the nation.
Whether you buy high-end designer goods or shop from the bottom of the barrel at discount stores, ask yourself: Am I really getting what I'm paying for? Retailers often mark up clothing more than eight times the cost of production, and prices for luxury apparel have risen 25 to 50 percent over the last five years. That $100 pair of jeans you just bought? They probably cost around $12 to make.
Subscription boxes are the gift that truly keeps on giving. Whether they're a gift from mom or a treat for yourself, there's nothing better than the monthly jolt of happiness when you come home to the box, bag or plain brown package containing a surprise curated just for you.
I've been a big guy my whole life. By the time I was a sophomore in high school, I was 6'6" and had to start shopping at the 'big and tall' store. I was only 15 years old, and was not ready to be dressing exclusively in clothes designed for dads. "But mom, I don't wanna wear velour tracksuits and elastic-waist khakis to school!"