Catherine Gigante-Brown

Makeup and I have always had a love/hate relationship: I love it; it hates me.

I’m a firm believer that Tiny Kindnesses can change the world, one sweet, loving gesture at a time.

"Sometimes David wore his hair spiked like a cockscomb. Others, he wore it feathery like a baby chick. He wore his Mohawk to summer camp (exchanging encouraging head chucks with another older camper who sported one, too) and even to Vacation Bible School—no judgment there."

At first, I felt like an abandoned ten-year-old, dropped off at a remote summer camp—with the extra added attraction of no cell phone reception or Wi-Fi. I thought the hardest part of the weekend was going to be picking out a robe. Boy, was I wrong!

I try. I really do. But whenever I attempt to embrace my husband Peter’s Cuban culture, I always screw up.

I’m sure you’ll find it a delicious and well-stocked place. There are just a few rules

Like if she steals from you — cash or a boyfriend. Or does something illegal she wants you to be a part of — or lie about. I draw the line at felonies (sometimes even misdemeanors) and you probably should, too.

Instead of categorizing people as different colors, I proposed we might begin to think of each other as Earthtones—because our skin colors are based on hues from the earth. Just as the planet is made up of a myriad of shades, it’s still one cohesive entity. We can be thought of as one entity also.

I saw my present mother-in-law in a whole new light the first time she held my newborn son.

I’m boycotting you until you start recognizing breast cancer survivors like me by carrying mastectomy bras.