Do it Right: Kids' Proper Cup Placement Sometimes it's hard for me to imagine that I'm actually a grownup. I mean, I can look at my feet and they don't seem like big, dumb, toy-stompers. The watch on my wrist doesn't appear to my eyes to be the 45-mm, monster dive watch that it looks... Continue Reading →
Sorry, I Don’t Speak Barber
Lost Lexicon: Hair Styling Settings I haven't owned a comb since about age 14. Blessed -- or cursed -- with kinky hair that runs wild unless shorn to a tight, tennis ball fuzz, my usual morning method consists of a good, vigorous shampooing/conditioning, a good, vigorous towel-drying, then, finally, a good, vigorous whipping around with... Continue Reading →
