I remember the bleak days of combing through the racks at Burlington Coat Factory, hoping and praying that something, anything would fit me. Being fat has never been easy (not that I have to tell you that) but less than 10 years ago, being fat with an NYC winter season
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As I was driving down College Avenue this morning, I saw the first sign of fall flutter past me. Leaves, barely golden, were beginning to fall onto the street as the breeze shook the branches. It’s not even denim jacket weather here in Arkansas yet, but my daily obsession with
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