Jennifer Giglio

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Love & Sex

I was 5 years old the first time I threw on a pair of heels, packed a suitcase and informed my mother that I was moving out. At age 10, I boarded a plane to swim camp and never looked back. My father, worried, followed me on board to make sure I was fine—I was… READ MORE »


The world laughed when Heidi Montag said that she felt like she was trapped in her own body because of her enormo breast implants. But I totally understand what she’s talking about.

At 25, I had lost a large amount of weight and my body fat percentage was drastically reduced in a short… READ MORE »

Love & Sex

“Shut up, shut up, shut up!” I squealed, wondering inwardly why those were the only words I could muster.

I placed my hands on Alex’s trembling shoulders and pulled him to his feet. “Of course,” I whispered, accepting his proposal. As we clung to one another, spectators faded away and elation swelled. … READ MORE »


“We’ve restructured your job and structured you out of it,” Louis said quickly, as though this thought were all one word.

Immediately, I felt the floor drop and ceiling soar, while I, not tethered to either, floated between. I was surprised, though I’d foreseen this bad news; I‘d brought an empty brown duffel… READ MORE »