Elle Article : Second Chances
When you go under the knife only to realize it was disasterous choice, how do you deal with the fact that you need a whole new operation?
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When you go under the knife only to realize it was disasterous choice, how do you deal with the fact that you need a whole new operation?
Forget botox, retinol cremes and aging naturally. At age 47, I had called in the big guns to fix the changing texture of my face—electro-surgery. I’ve never looked so good.
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Bravo’s Real Housewives franchise doesn’t just showcase America’s funniest home catfights. It’s a post-feminist nightmare that preys on women’s shallowest, least-attractive qualities. And I can’t stop watching.
Even before the start of Bravo’s back-to-back episodes of the season finale of The Real Housewives of Orange County and second-season premiere of The Real Housewives of New York City, I was already transfixed, pinned at the edge of my living-room sofa as the coming attraction caused my heart to race:
As of January 27, 2009, I have lost my blog-ginity to www.wowowow.com , a site laying bare my first crack at web writing. What prompted my passage from blognorance to bloglightenment was nothing less than the potential of a sexual reawakening, a call to carnality from my past, more precisely from 1972, the year of the epochal publication: “The Joy of Sex: A Gourmet Guide.”
ON a sparkling Monday in June, the first session of the Flying Point Summer School surf camp was about to begin, and the beachfront parking lot was filled with cars: scrappy vans and pickup trucks belonging to the camp’s instructors, side by side with luxury sedans and a Maserati left by the mothers and nannies dropping the campers off.