For more than 33 years, my book club has been meeting monthly to discuss some very important and impactful literature. I write that statement with a giant dose of humility, because in this group of highly educated, well-read, and insightful women, some of whom devour several books a month, I consider myself a pretty…

I was placing my chai latte order at Starbucks last week, wearing a button-up, colorful scarf, my good jeans, a pair of kitten heels, and my signature hoop earrings when a woman in leggings and a cropped t-shirt gave me the kind of look you’d give someone who showed up to a barbecue in a ball gown…

As a long-time single woman, I usually assess “big risk” questions purely on gut instinct and my stubborn belief that I will ultimately handle any problems or hiccups that may arise. This time, however, I wanted a smart, experienced, truth-telling team of women who would help me look at a business opportunity from every angle…

Every Sunday morning for the last decade or so, my friend and I meet up at a local coffee shop. We always settle into the same two chairs by the back, next to a wall that displays a rotating mix of work by local artists. The baristas greet us warmly and know our orders by heart. For me, it’s a nonfat chai latte and bagel with double cream cheese – a weekly…

The older I get, the more convinced I am that happiness is not limited to the big moments that read like a highlight reel. That may sound surprising coming from someone who writes about living vibrantly in a culture that celebrates achievements…

There is something delightfully ironic about commencement speeches. At the exact moment people are least interested in sitting still and listening, some notable steps up to a podium and delivers a carefully crafted sermon about life, purpose, resilience, and possibility…

At various points in my life, I have apparently been a proud member of multiple demographic clubs, none of which I remember signing up for. Born in 1963, I was considered to be on the tail end of the WWII Baby Boom movement, aptly named the Boomer generation…

Awards season may not seem like the most obvious place for a woman in her 60s to look for fashion inspiration. After all, much of the coverage focuses on young starlets in gowns that appear designed more for spectacle than for real life. And most of us are unlikely…

My mom never stopped asking me when I was going to have my long hair cut short. Even at 96 years old, she felt compelled to warn me that long hair on women of a certain age looked “inappropriate,” her word for attention-seeking. With an adorable…

A few weeks ago, I was having lunch with a dear friend who remarked that she couldn’t believe her 16-year-old granddaughter had gotten her driver’s license. That comment led to a whole conversation about who we were at 16, back when we were dancing…