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The phrase “stay warm” is not something I take lightly. The cheerful and often lighthearted way in which it’s uttered belies the effort it takes to actually stay warm. Effort and…cash.

Something as bleak as the death of a husband made them appear wildly provocative, and for no other reason than the fact that they were no longer tied down to a man.

Think not of your smooth legs that will, in a matter of weeks, turn dry, scaly and ashy. Instead, try concentrating on the array of over-the-knee boots that can easily shroud your flaky legs and keep you extra warm. K?

Stare off at something pretty.

When bae catch me in the bathroom trying to do the smoky eye.

The classic adage rings true: How does one even tell the time without the support of Baby Alpaca?

Where I round up the most inspiring editorials of the week.

“But — what?” you’re probably thinking, “Don’t roll up my sleeves? That goes against everything my mother has ever taught me.” To which I say: Yes. That is precisely my point.

Aleksandra be like…

Who the F*CK are you and what have you done with my mother? I demand an answer.

It’s when US Weekly photoshops a 9-month-old Prince George and when celebrities are re-touched to look like they’ve been mangled or handicapped in a tragic accident that I begin to feel uneasy.