Daily Archives: August 9, 2009

It’s All in Da Foot

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As summer draws to a close, it’s a good time for a girl to give herself the once-over. No, not your conscience, although that’s a good idea too. I’m talking about the feet. A summer in flip-flops and gladiator sandals, along with the usual sneakers, flats and heels is bound to have done your feet some damage. And it’s more noticeable than you would’ve thought according to a recent article in the NY Times.

I feel bad about my feet. And as it turns out, I’ve got plenty of company. More than 50 percent of women say their feet embarrass them “always, frequently or sometimes,” according to a 2008 study of 500 women by Kelton Research for the American Podiatric Medical Association.

And here I thought it was just me.

Only one in three women moisturize their feet eight or more times a month, according to the 2008 podiatric association study. Having one face cream for day and another for night is common, yet women seldom slather lotion below their ankles on a daily basis.

So more often than not, the average woman is walking around with ashy feet? Lovely. Continue reading

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Does Your Pop Music Suck? Love Therapy.

Have you ever listened to a song so much that it became good? I don’t mean to imply that the song wasn’t good all along. Maybe it was just that you felt lukewarm about it. But there was something there, a je ne sais quoi that made you want to give it a second chance.

Maybe even this second chance left you tepid. Maybe you didn’t think about the song for months. But one day, over a plate of seafood pasta at a local bar and grill, the music returned to you, muffled, from the restaurant’s sound system. You thought you were merely enjoying some succulent scallops and fettuccine, but at work all around you were the song’s subtle tendrils of awesome, creeping into your brain between strained conversation, awakening within you a passion that must have lain dormant in your soul until this moment.

The next thing you know, you’re in your car wondering exactly how many times you can listen to Kelly Clarkson’s I Do Not Hook Up on repeat before your brain physically shuts down. And it’s crucial to know, because you will definitely be playing the song on repeat that number of times minus one.

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