I don't follow trends. I make each cake for a particular wedding, or event.
Work and children I could have. But the husband was just too much.
Work and pray, live on hay, you'll get pie in the sky when you die.
I don't work with a trainer. I just go to cheerleading practice and run a couple times a week.
I enjoy my work too much to force-feed myself with pressure.
Women like myself, CEOs, can pave the way for more women to get to the top.
I am in an industry that makes women feel bad about themselves, absolutely.
A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous.
I'd like to reach out to more women and different body types.
Women dress alike all over the world: they dress to be annoying to other women.
I have always admired the way women put outfits together.
It's very passe to think women want to spend a fortune on clothes.
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When I first entered the school, I was all set to tie my hair in a ponytail, get a fake tan, and write my homework in pink gel ink. I was prepared to hear girls bragging nonchalantly about the BMWs and diamond earrings they recieved for their birthda...
Tis a barbaric fancy," said Roxholm thoughtfully as he turned the stem of his glass, keeping his eyes fixed on it as though solving a problem for himself. "A barbaric fancy that a woman needs a master. She who is strong enough is her own conqueror--a...
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we will tell his sorry, selfish ass." The Betty Lady has spoken. I detect a Bronx accent. "But," I demur, "it will make the other woman say, ´See? She IS a jealous and paranoid and pushy wife.´" The Betty Lady rips open a cell phone statement with ...
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