May 2014

I am at a restaurant for a ladies lunch. We are talking about hair, our general unhappiness with its texture, sheen, volume. And color.   “I found a white hair,” says one of my friends.   I confess to having found many. I pull them out with a tweezer, hoping another does not rush to take its place.   We talk about food and exercise, the shameful truth that cutting back...

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