Her friend can't find a date and she knows why. He doesn't...
What to do when the chips are stacked against a social life.
And Beth makes the greater point on why the secret is "how" vs. "what."
From the archives. Winning the olfactory battle.
New job, new state, new life, new closet of duds.
Calves, quads, and whether or not she wants to see them.
Apparently, "tagging your date" doesn't mean that anymore.
When the bright lights are shining, should you hide?
She has the diploma, and you have to find her a gift...
Well, the ladies at work can only pick on you if you're alive.
No one ever said, "I wanna die with my monk straps on."
Beth has the week off, so lets talk broken hearts.
Walking the line between scrub and smart at 21.
Long hair on men and how to tame the man mane.
You're ready. She's been "almost ready" for 35 minutes.