These are my resort-themed Mom capris: They’re covered in colorful hibiscus-print, and have the names of exotic locales like “Martinique” and “St. Lucia” stamped all over them, in a font that can only can be described as “Tiki-esque.”  They’re high-waisted and saggy-legged and cut at the most unflattering part of

Ok – let’s face it, who really enjoys the shit show people go through on Black Friday? I for one, absolutely hate it. Maybe that makes me a wannabe broke-ass since I am not willing to put myself through hell to save a few bucks, but I don’t care. First

If you were swept out to sea, on what kind of island would you hope to seek refuge? A mysterious, tropical island filled with your hot travelmates, like in Lost? Gilligan’s Island? This crazy-ass cluster of islands for rich people? Well, my ideal sanctuary would be the Island of Alameda;

If you were swept out to sea, on what kind of island would you hope to seek refuge? A mysterious, tropical island filled with your hot travelmates, like in Lost? Gilligan’s Island? This crazy-ass cluster of islands for rich people? Well, my ideal sanctuary would be the Island of Alameda;

Ever since I started dressing myself, I’ve been shopping in thrift stores.  I’m pretty sure it’s long gone now, but when I was growing up there was an AMAZING one in the Clairemont area of San Diego called Action Thrift.  It was the size of a grocery store and because