The Frumanista

While I do admit to being a worrier, I don't worry about world events. I worry about minor things, like will Ben end up with a girl who...

She couldn't bear matchmaking. In Southampton friends had tried over the years, and it had never worked. There was normally a reason wh...

It's been three years, and the grieving continues.  I wish Ma was here , I think at times. She would make me a magnificent paprikas...

Han played for me a segment from an audiobook he's listening to. It's called Fortitude: American Resilience in the Era of Outrage ...

Once upon a time, when Sephora would have their 20% off events, I would stock up on enough makeup to last me quite some time. So it was onl...

While I on my morning walk last week, I pushed the stroller with one hand and kept my cell in the other.  Luke and I had somehow ended ...

One of my cringey memories is of the time I accidentally kissed the hostess of a simcha on the lips . I was angling for one cheek, she head...

In a sort of continuation from my previous post, this article analyzes the rom-com's dislike of capable, professional, "demanding...

I recently read "The Matchmaker's List" by Sonya Lalli, about a woman of Indian heritage who is under constant pressure by he...

I was beginning to read a profile on Val Kilmer (I had seen a few of his movies in my youth and had a wee crush on him way back when—he was...