Check in every Thursday for Volume member Chic Tarte 's take on money, power and respect. Warm, fragrant breezes. Singing birds and blooming tulips. Springtime is finally here, and a young woman's daydreams turn with a vengeance to men. Scantily clad men.
Life is so good.
Larry inquired, looking at the screen. He sat down and surveyed our fried feast with dismay. Marisa shot me a death look. Sorry , I shrugged. The battle of the sexes rages on, but these days it's hard to figure out who's fighting on which side.