I love marriage. I failed at marriage, but I'd rather go into anything with gusto and fail than go into it half-assed.
I fall into that nebulous, quote-unquote, normal American woman size that legions of fashion stylists detest. For the record, I'm a size 8 - this week, anyway. Many stylists hate that size because I think to them, it shows that I lack the discipline to be an ascetic; or the confident, sassy abandon
Writers tell stories better, because they've had more practice, but everyone has a book in them. Yes, that old cliche.