Swimsuit Torture Part II: Call the Paramedics


My objective was to make swimsuit shopping as painless as possible. The environment would be key. I needed a calm store with wide open aisles, soft music, helpful salespeople. Crawling under a disheveled clothing rack, searching for the elusive bottom to the perfect top, or wrenching it from the clutches of a woman who believed … Continue reading Swimsuit Torture Part II: Call the Paramedics

Bathing Suit Torture. Part I


If there’s a downside to taking a trip to Barbados in April, for a week of repose on an idyllic beach, that thing would be the premature torture of bathing suit shopping. Of course one could argue, why go bathing suit shopping? You’re going to a tiny island in the Caribbean, not the town pool. … Continue reading Bathing Suit Torture. Part I

Gut Feeling


The strangest thing happened to me today while I was outside “exercising.” On the days I don’t play tennis (that sounds like I play a lot!) I “exercise” by walking. Okay, carbo-loading is not exactly necessary for one of these walks, but at least it’s something. If I’m going to be completely honest with you, … Continue reading Gut Feeling