Atop the veranda at the J. Paul Getty Museum in Los Angeles, Matthew Olthoff asked me to marry him. And I’m not sure I said yes. Rewind. Three weeks ago I started snooping around and asking subtle questions about my birthday. As coyly and coquettishly as...

There’s some big news I want to share with you all, but it’ll have to wait until tomorrow. There’s so many details I need to sort through and right now, I can’t even think straight. Here’s a hint: it starts with en– and ends with...

Today marks the day I’m officially… [cough, cough, swallow]… mature. Maybe this means I have to stop singing and dancing wildly in my car. Or stifling my raucous laugh with a dainty hand covered in a Victorian glove. Or wearing walking shoes. Or...

I need to write this out. I need to remember these feelings. I need to wrestle through the little and big things in my life. I need to chronicle this journey because if I don’t know where I’ve come from, I will not know where I’m going. Last week I...

She looked across the table as if she was going to admit she was preggo, selling illegal substances, or pilfering from her governmental job. She inhaled, swallowed, and braced herself for my reaction. I sat across from her and munched on the mound of warm...

Syncopated voices vibrated in the sterile room of the third level of the Los Angeles Women’s Jail. It was one of those feelings we all have felt: What did I get myself into?! Shaved heads, tattoos climbing up necks and onto soft feminine faces displaying...

As a certified nerd, I’m so excited to pass along to YOU [the weekend blog reader] the dates for the In The Name Of Love summer series! I’m sooooo excited about this years theme, but I’m keeping it a secret until I have all my ducks in a row. [*Side...