A rose by any other name wins by a nose

Scents touch a special chord, not only in our olfactory systems but also in our hearts and in our brains. We all can relate to a certain scent transporting us to another time and place. It's a magical transformation. The smell of certain things baking in the oven may take us back to our mothers' or grandmothers' kitchens. Being near water may remind us of all those carefree days as children swimming in the lake or nearby river every summer. The fragrance of certain perfumes may transport us to memories…

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What’s up in men’s underwear?

Have you taken a close look at men's underwear lately, other than what turns up in your weekly laundry? I had occasion to peruse the men's lingerie section of a major department store the other day and I can't tell you how much fun it was. The names the marketing people come up with to describe men's skivvies are just too hilarious. They surely deserve a Nobel Prize for creative fiction. The brand names are all riffs on size, power and even calibre! Check these out: Magnum Big Eagle Champion…

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Dear Santa: It’s me again . . . Lynda

I rather liked my letter to Santa last year, so I've decided to repost it in case he didn't get it in time to fulfill my wishes: Dear Santa: All I want for Christmas this year is . . . Enough already! For the most part I’ve been a very good girl this year, more nice than naughty and I’ve generally tried to be a better person throughout the year. By Santa standards that should qualify me for plenty of loot under the Christmas tree but the truth is I don’t…

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Step right up and behold the wonders of the season

When I walk into a department store at this time of year I feel like a mouse standing in front of a trap loaded with lovely fresh Gruyère, wagging my cute little tail with a sense of anticipation and a teensy bit of caution. My nose and my credit card are twitching, my ears are perked up taking in the cuddly Christmas music and my belly is calling out for gratification. I want all the cheese and I want it now. The cosmetics department is strategically positioned at the entrance…

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My queendom for the perfect eyeliner

Things change as we get older. I won't go into detail as you know what I'm talking about, but one issue that I haven't been able to resolve is finding the perfect eyeliner. Back in the olden days (the 60s and 70s), I could execute a perfect swipe of eyeliner faster than . . . well, the blink of an eye. My eyelids were taut, receptive and beautifully enhanced by whatever I applied, in whatever colour. And I applied plenty. As we age, less is better. We no longer apply…

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Raising eyebrows . . . literally, one microblade at a time

I did it! Several months ago I mentioned that I was considering getting my eyebrows microbladed and if I did I'd let you know how it went. Well—the deed has been done and I'm absolutely thrilled with the results. Like most baby boomer women, I plucked my eyebrows into extinction during the 70s when thin, arched brows were the fashion. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. They never grew back. If only the hair removal on my other body parts (chin, legs, bikini area etc.) had been as effective I'd have been spared…

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