Vixen Chronicles

Last year, while on the Femme Fantastik Tour, we got to talking about hygiene while we were trapped in the car for hours.  We talked about hair.  We talked about nails and of course, we talked about bikini waxes.   Brazilian waxes were made famous by Sex in The city.  There was one hilarious scene where Carrie went to get waxed and was surprised when they took it all off. Now if you have ever shaved to get ready for bikini season, you know what a pain it can be and if you get in-grown hairs, that's just ugly.   No surprise, I wanted to wax.  The Femmes and I swapped stories about getting the deed done, and they laughed at me when I told mine. I didn't go to a salon.  I was too shy to expose my who-who in that manner. "I do it myself." Their mouths dropped open in disbelief.  "The whole thing?" "Yup," I told them.  "Brazilian." "Doesn't that hurt?" I paused a minute to think about it.  "Not really.  Childbirth was much w

Reader Friends, Summer is whizzing by! I'm happy to announce that Marrying Up is now available in mass market paperback, just the right size for travel, beach reading or giving as a gift. It's never too early to get started on Christmahanukkwanzaka! A DESCRIPTION: The ring is not enough . . . . . . . not if, like Paris Montague, you come from a long line of women who "know" how to marry. In her family, the unspoken rule has always been: "never wed someone who's not as well off as you," and her mother wants her last unattached daughter to find a wealthy "Mr. Right" right now. But Paris is doing just fine with her no-strings-attached relationship with her sexy secret lover, Tyson. The man may not have money, but he knows how to push all the right buttons. Then JaBari Nolan enters the picture— rich, charming, and oh-so-fine, with definite husband potential. But Paris can't shake the feeling that there's something shady going on with the al

I have fun every time I go to Atlanta. Last weekend was no different. I was there Hank Stewart's Sixth Annual White Linen Affair. It was interesting although felt like the odd-woman out (or at least the only heathen). Most of the authors were Christian fiction, but I got a chance to talk to some old and new friends. I met up with old friend Victoria Christopher Murray. Here she is telling us the four ways to handle a breakup. Pay particular attention to the glee she expresses when she is talking about slashing. Okay, just kidding... Then there was author Sherry Lewis, whom I met first on My Space... and last but not least, Children's Book author, Diane Mason. The funny for me? CeCe Micheala looked at me and I looked at her. We both had one of those "I know I know you moments" about each other..... I also had a chance to check out the new restaurant Geisha House Sort of Nuevo Japanese. The food was good but very small and a bit overpriced, but

I was excited when I go the invitation for two reasons. I hadn't been to a luncheon in an entire year, since moving to San Antonio, and two, it seemed like a chance to get involved. Last time I felt emotionally attached to a political election was twenty years ago (I was only five), when I volunteered to work on the initial campaign of the late Ann Richards. I was glad I did that, Governor Richards ended up being dear to me until she died just recently. She remembered me by name the few times we saw each other while traveling on Southwest airlines and several times over the years she asked me to speak to her students and I gladly did so. It was time to get involved again, this time, Women for Obama was kicking off their efforts in Texas and Michelle Obama would be the guest speaker at a luncheon in a private home of a friend of a good friend. I'm glad I went. Of course, it was a pleasure to see my old neighbors and buddies. I missed them. But I was in for eve