I've been asked to participate in a odd sort of book club. But now, I need to figure out what book to hand over. It's very difficult.And I discovered that I have itty bitty piles of books all over my dang apartment.Like ...

What Not To Wear and SpiritualityIn the TLC show What Not To Wear, Stacy London and Clinton Kelly hijack fashion accidents, whisk them off to NYC, and revamp their look. The victim is given some rules for how to shop for...

Wanna know what the single most attention-capturing image is in the advertising world?  A woman's body.  I know this:  I took Marketing.  A long time ago, but the principle still holds true.  The female form will...

**Scroll do the bottom for the Latest Update - Final Choice has been made - See pic below**I am going to a wedding tomorrow and need some of your xanga reader opinion on which of the following outfit to wear:A) Green Dress (shimmery shiny matherial)...

Contemplations...Friday Evening in Front of the TVWe have TV now.  Not just some static that resembles CBS and ABC, but real, live, 100+ channels of entertainment and/or banality.  Is that a word?  Somethi...

I've never watched the show What Not to Wear on TLC until recently.  I was curious one day, because the two hosts, Stacy and Clinton, seemed so funny in the previews.  But let's make one thing clear: I hate fashion....

Last night I started getting a headache and was feeling nauseated.  I ended up throwing up at one point last night and it was no bueno.  I hate being sick.  I hate it even more because we don't have health...

Are people getting dressed in the dark these days or what? I go to school and it's like a fashion disaster. What exactly is so "hott" about having your pants down to your ankles?& Then wearing a shirt that can fit ...

...am I an awful person for looking at wedding dresses? It really is entertaining.Especially since I'm a loser with nothing to do on a Friday night but watch What Not To Wear. I thought I was going to be happy to have a ...

Riding the subway this afternoon, I witnessed the phenomenon of the “It” factor. As the doors whooshed open and people poured in, my head and the head of the girls around me all swiveled in sync to check out the well-dre...