When I was growing up, I wanted to be my Grammy.
Actually, when I was first growing up, I wanted to be my Nana.  As far as my preteen eyes could tell, Nana was rich with money and royal blood.  She was fashionable and commanding.  She knew things that no one else in the whole world [...]

I try not to think about what I look like.
Instead, I tend to concentrate on how I feel.  When I’m laughing or talking or twirling, I feel happy.  I feel alive.  I feel brightly colored and twinkling and like joy itself in motion.  I let the emotions bubble up from my insides until I have [...]

Let me tell you now that some of you will hate this post. I’m not entirely comfortable with that right now, but I’m going write it anyway because… well, it’s what I do.
I’m using that disclaimer, in part, to avoid starting.
I’m never sure where to begin when I’m unraveling my fears.
The short version of [...]

I’m just under 5′2 and I wear a size 6. And I’m going to talk about my weight.
If you don’t think you can stomach that without the need to let your eye balls roll right out of your head, I suggest you stop reading now.
Still with me? OK. But you’ve been warned.
I [...]

If you tell me that you like my earrings, I’ll tell you that I got them for $2 at Claire’s. And probably point out that they are fake.
If you compliment me on my outfit, I’ll let you know that I need to do laundry. This is the only thing clean.
If you tell me [...]

If you come to this blog on a regular basis, you know that I went to TequilaCon in Philadelphia last weekend. And by now, if you have any interest in blogger drunkenness, you’ve no doubt read recap after recap all over the Internet.
I want to tell you about what you won’t see in the [...]

Raise your hand if you’re relieved this Ode to Miss Britt series is finally coming to an end?
OK, that’s rude. Put your hands down.
I’ve spent 9 of the last 10 weeks rebuilding my “100 Things” list. I think 85 of the 90 items I’ve shared have amounted to me making fun of myself [...]

I first heard about the BlogHer “Letter To My Body” Initiative over at Joy Unexpected. I’m following suit because I think it’s a brilliant cause, and one more women should embrace. It’s something my mother would be proud of.
Dear Body,
You have had to live with a lot of expectations. From me, from [...]

Remember how I said “go here and tell me about me and here and tell me about me and it will be fun and I won’t care – WOOOOOO!”?
Yeah. Um. Apparently I’m a big fucking baby.
(and now I’m going to blog about it. shit. kill me now.)
ANYway, of course I was checking and [...]