In Livin’Color

I first colored my hair while in the fag end of my 30s. It wasn't to cover up the greys (which am convinced are a sum total of the number of years I've been married and how old TO is) but to see if a different color was my thing. It was. And while my... Continue Reading →

It’s Only Words…

Everyone grows up with the lingo of their generation; usually ingrained in their youth. It's a mix of slangs, colloquialism and often, as is typical with kids, some amount of neologisms as well. TO and I have been spending quite a bit of time together in the last two months since his summer break started.... Continue Reading →

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