The sartorial world’s King is dead, and I am not sad. Karl Lagerfeld’s death is no loss to the world —
A day after India welcomed a New Year, it also erupted into a furore as two women, both under 50 years of age,
Dear mum and dad,
Writing this letter hurts because I may never be able to share it with you.
It’s Sunday; I have on my soothing sheet mask; I’m burning my Lavender essential oil from Kama Ayurveda. Later, I’ll go to a salon and indulge in a massage and a mani-pedi session.
Oh Lord, my first orgasm. After months of pretending (poorly) to cum with my then-boyfriend, he of much porn experience,
“Show me your arms,” Kanta my waxing lady commands. I show them to her. My display she follows with one of her own: an upturned nose;