by Mary Sanford I am having dinner tonight in Fremont (a Seattle neighborhood nicknamed “the Center of the Universe”) at the 35th Street Bistro with a group of local forty-something singles. I order the fresh halibut, which comes topped with a stunning rhubarb concoction and a side of fresh asparagus spears. Our group sits at…
by Melanie Thanks to all! I can’t believe this has actually happened. It is still just sinking in. I was so pleased to hear from [former Diva’s Dreams contest winner] Melissa. Her encouragement and enthusiasm was inspiring. I want to tell all the other bright and beautiful women who wrote contest entries that I read…
by Victoria Shepherd You might want to think twice before booking your fabulous vacation through a less-than-fabulous discount web site. It might cost you more than you expected. A friend of mine recently made a reservation on a French discounted hotel website. She was getting a real bargain! But unfortunately, within just six hours…
“Money may kindle, but it cannot by itself, and for very long, burn.” —Igor Stravinski This is one of the hardest parts of the planning process for me. But if you’re a responsible money-saving, receipt-keeping kind of gal, you’ll breeze through this process. Because I need to balance my spontaneous globe-trotting self, with my limited…
by Marya Charles Alexander Marya Charles Alexander, editor and publisher of SoloDining.com, says “Forget room service. Having a good time while dining out alone is easier than you think. Whether you’re traveling for business or pleasure, mealtime should be fun time, and an adventure.” Choose your restaurant and where you sit with care. Do you…
Everyone says, “You lived in Japan? Well did you see that movie, Lost in Translation??” People look at me expectantly, waiting for me to confirm real life against their movie version of what living in Japan must be like. And I admit, there are some similarities. Like Charlotte, I, too, followed my love to Tokyo….
It was a bold idea to tempt fate and risk the mixture—New Years and a clean slate on the one hand, and my ex-fiancé on the other. Wouldn’t it have been safer to stay in San Francisco with my friends for New Years? Gone to the same old places? Seen the same old faces? Why…