Maybe it’s the altitude. Or all the hard-bodied, active, young folks sauntering around. Or maybe it’s the fact that the city is exactly one mile high. Regardless, Denver has come into its own as a city that demands the nation’s attention (perfectly proven by the recent kick-ass DNC event). If you’re lucky enough to visit D-Town, don’t just hotfoot it to the mountains; take a few days to explore the city. Maybe you’ll be lucky enough to discover why the natives like to do it at 5,280 feet. Keep reading »
Recently, I committed the ultimate relationship taboo: I told a man who wanted to spend the rest of his life with me that I couldn’t marry him. Even worse, I broke off my engagement at a time in my life when many of my close girlfriends are blissfully picking out wedding dresses and drafting tender vows of love to their soon-to-be husbands. Welcome to your late twenties, ladies.
During my engagement purgatory phase, when I’d finally gathered enough courage to share my indecision with a few confidantes, I was met with a collection of theories on how I would know if my fiancé was “the one” or not. After the jump, find out why all the nuptial advice I got amounted to a load of courtship crap when it came to my relationship. Keep reading »