An Open Letter to Arianna Huffington

Dear Ms. Huffington: The other day I was trying to locate something among newspaper clips of my work and I found an article that begins like this: “In a land where perpetually blue skies and impeccable beaches serve as the backdrop for the highest mountain peak in the...

In Defense of Cancer (in Plays)

(Nancy’s Note: Happy to give some space in this blog to a guest columnist and writer I greatly respect.) By Charles Evered Could there be a more absurd situation in life than sitting across from a friend at a coffee shop and finding oneself defending the very...

The Return of Lipstick

I went to get my eyebrows threaded the other day and it jarred a memory that made me smile. A few summers ago over an outdoor dinner next to the Hudson River, I was flirtatiously trying to convince a man I had the hots for that I wasn’t high maintenance. “Uh, Nance,...

Our Evolving Beauty

What makes us women? What makes us beautiful? There is a scene in the movie Funny Girl where Fanny Brice, played by Barbra Streisand, marvels at her infant daughter and exclaims to her close friend, “She’s pretty, isn’t she?” We know what that means coming from Fanny,...

An eye on love

I’m ever the observer. It’s disconcerting to some, but it makes me a sharper coach and keeps my writing honest. I’m wondering, though, if underlying it all is a craving to be seen. What prompted this thinking is my reaction to a couple of movies — one old (A...