What else is a comparison but a let-down for ourselves?

On the metro this week, I caught myself looking at the women around me. One had gorgeous hair, the kind that is naturally thick without being annoying or triangle shaped. (Side note: Remember when Anne Hathaway had to have triangle shaped hair for this role?) One had J. Crew-esque features; a matching dress, delicate pearl necklace,…

Trashy tv sometimes leads to good reflections.

Yesterday, I had the apartment to myself, which meant… Binge-watching The Royals, consuming everything in sight… and a dash of Sex and the City thrown in for good measure. As I watched a Sex and the City episode I have watched more times than there are days in a workweek, I reflected on why exactly this show resonated with…

More trust would be nice.

There are times when it’s nice to be taken care of. Then there are times that parents don’t trust you enough to take care of yourself. Desi parents are especially good at this. (Disclosure to this post: my parents are the best friends I’ve ever had, and probably will ever have.) They think you haven’t…