Grace had returned to Toronto with one mission, and one mission only: to clean out her childhood bedroom. Of late,… Read more (To Your Chagrin) You Learn
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“That’s A Weird Bag,” Or: Guess There Won’t Be Any Lesbian Kissing Under the Mistletoe At Certain People’s Houses
When it comes to going home for the holidays, a person who has escaped to the proverbial big city can… Read more “That’s A Weird Bag,” Or: Guess There Won’t Be Any Lesbian Kissing Under the Mistletoe At Certain People’s Houses
Madonna’s Portofino Air Conditioner
It was bad enough already, of course, that Madonna should choose to align herself with Dolce and Gabbana for her… Read more Madonna’s Portofino Air Conditioner
Ciccone at Cecconi’s
She made her way in discreetly, yet prominently. That was her manner. She had been in L.A. for several months… Read more Ciccone at Cecconi’s
When Cheese Puffs Were Ruined For Me
I used to think cheese puffs were endlessly “cool.” And not for no reason. It all started because of two… Read more When Cheese Puffs Were Ruined For Me
Madonna and Rocco, Sigmund and Lucian
When one is an icon well-established in their field, it should be apparent that the decision to have children comes… Read more Madonna and Rocco, Sigmund and Lucian
Madonna in Cuba
There are so many “destination” Madonna birthdays at this point, it’s difficult to keep track. There was Puglia when she… Read more Madonna in Cuba
The Girl Who Only Dressed in 80s-Era Madonna Attire
Of course, Madonna has many sartorial phases to choose from. There was the whole 90s bondage look, the Kabbalah meets… Read more The Girl Who Only Dressed in 80s-Era Madonna Attire
Polaroid Junkie Prophecies
Madonna does not talk to people. Or, more to the point, common people. It’s not her need, nor her want.… Read more Polaroid Junkie Prophecies
I’m Aching to See My Heroine
It is not “done” anymore. Heroin, that is. It no longer holds the glitz and the glamor of a more… Read more I’m Aching to See My Heroine
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