Winona Dimeo-Ediger

While flipping through a fashion magazine the other day, I was shocked at the revelation that “beachy hair at the beach” is now co

As much as I love the holidays, there are a lot of chores and errands this time of year requires that are, let’s say, less than fun.

These things could never happen. But WHAT IF THEY DID?

Will you ever find a chair you like? Are there any good chairs left in this world? Why are so many people in your neighborhood attempting to sell “lightly used” sex chairs? What is a sex chair?

Dear Winona,

Pinterest: “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
Me: Wait, so maybe I should carry an umbrella, in case it rains and I want to dance?

This woman has serious swagger. It’s a slightly more subtle swagger than, say, Snoop Lion, but it’s there: in the nonchalant flick of her wrist while tossing garlic cloves into a food processor; in her decision to throw a spontaneous formal garden party just because she made a frittata, and in her firm pronouncements to use only “good” ingredients — without ever defining what that means.

Basically, if you took a map of the world and put red pushpins wherever something terrible was happening, you’d find a millennial directly in the center, snapchatting.

In light of the news that the GOP’s Affordable Care Act replacement

One woman’s frumpy maxi is another woman’s new favorite dress. Gather a group of friends together for a clothing swap.