It Girl: Amy Schmittauer

My friend Amy is a total It Girl. She runs a successful business, is super active in the Columbus community and has really stellar taste in footwear. So wait – what is an “it girl?” A woman who has her shit together. Someone who is doing amazing things both personally and professionally. Someone[…]

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The Lazy Gal’s Guide to #FoodPrepSunday

I’ve always admired and envied bloggers like The Lean Green Bean, who do #FoodPrepSunday regularly and thoroughly. I mean, their food preps are the stuff of foodies’ and planners’ dreams: highly organized, meticulously regimented and nutritionally balanced. I wish I had the time to do a robust food prep each[…]

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Book Club: Yes Please

I hate Amy Poehler’s book. There, I said it.     It’s easily the worst book I’ve read since Sweet Valley High turned into Sweet Valley University (talk about jumping the shark). I know I’m being harsh, and I know that just about everyone else is raving about Yes Please.[…]

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It Girl: Janine Renee

I have this friend Janine. She’s super fun, wicked smart and crazy ambitious. You NEED to meet her. Because she’s this month’s It Girl! So wait – what is an “it girl?” A woman who has her shit together. Someone who is doing amazing things both personally and professionally. Someone who is affecting[…]

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Confession: Not Bendy

I can’t touch my toes. Gah! That’s so embarrassing to admit!  I used to dance ballet, for crying out loud. (And by “used to,” I mean 20+ years ago in my early youth) I’m a fit, healthy young woman. There is no reason for me to be so inflexible. In[…]

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Book Club: #GIRLBOSS

I have never shopped at Nasty Gal. In fact, it’s a brand that had not even come upon my radar until “#GIRLBOSS” was recommended to me by a friend. And now, I am ob-sessed. This self-illustrated narrative tells the tale of Sophia Amoruso’s insane tango with success. This is a[…]

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Confession: Jekyll & Hyde

Every woman wrestles with body image issues. But never are these more pronounced than at the beginning of the year, when being a gym rat is suddenly obligatory. In January, where I have ample opportunity to hide behind chunky sweaters and drapey tees, I fight a daily battle with my[…]

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