Worst case scenario: you donate your kidney to your sick husband only to discover that he cheated on you with your friend while you were recovering from the surgery.
British woman, Samantha Lamb, endured this particularly heinous form of betrayal from her husband Andy. Although Andy denies being unfaithful and claims he was merely helping Samantha’s friend Clare “train her dog” (is that a sexual euphemism?), Clare owned up to the affair and admitted “she was in love” with Andy. So, what did Samantha do? “I cut up his clothes, put them in black bin bags and left them outside the house,” she told TheMirror. Keep reading »
Kate Winslet has threatened a lawsuit against Fathers4Justice, a fathers’ rights group, after they used comments she made about her parenting arrangement with two of her children’s fathers in Vogue for a Christmastime advertisement. Kate told the magazine that her kids (13-year-old daughter Mia and nine-year-old son Joe) live with her instead of being shuttled between parents. Keep reading »
They say experience is the greatest teacher, and Katy Perry has sure had a lot of it so far. As Marie Claire‘s January cover girl, Katy shared the wealth of lessons she learned through her highly public divorce from Russell Brand. When she was asked for a divorce via text message (did anyone else watch the marriage’s collapse on her documentary “Part of Me” and have a good cry?), she was thrown a major curveball and had no choice but to learn how to keep going. What did she discover?
“There were two weeks of my life after I found out the truth of my marriage where I was like, ‘Okay. Alright. I can’t feel this. This is too intense right now.’ I was, like, just eating Flamin’ Hot Cheetos and drinking, and that’s it…
There are two ways you can go: You can either nurture yourself or go destructive. I have gone down the destructive path before, and that didn’t work for me. You dig deep beyond those scars and find that soft tissue again, and you massage and nurture it and bring it to life, little by little, through serving yourself well. I did it through hikes and vitamins and therapy and prayer and good friends.”
Girl is brave. Keep reading »
Earlier today in a UK court, TV chef Nigella Lawson took the stand to tell her side of the story about how those photos of ex-husband Charles Saatchi strangling her outside of Scott’s restaurant came to be. Oh, and to defend herself against the charge that she’s a major cokehead and that he wasn’t strangling her, but rather”removing drugs from her nose.” Because…that’s how it’s done? During his testimony, Saatchi changed his tale, telling the court that he “was not gripping, strangling or throttling her,” he “was holding her head by the neck to make her focus.” Yeah, still not working for me.
If that weren’t enough to deal with, Nigella’s former assistants, Francesca and Elisabetta Grillo, were accused of racking up more than $1 million in charges on the couple’s credit card. Defense lawyers for the former employees have suggested that Nigella gave them free run to use the credit card in return for their silence about her drug habit. Well, it’s finally Nigella’s turn to speak. After the jump, some of the key parts of her testimony. Keep reading »
Everyone has their own special way of trying to cope with a breakup. It’s a long, fruitless process of trying to find some way, any way to break the pain into manageable bites until it’s small enough to swallow. And naturally, each individual’s method is as unique as a snowflake. These little mechanisms we employ for ourselves may seem crazy to outsiders, but make perfect sense to us in our raw, recently broken up state. Say, for instance, deciding to time yourself each night, giving yourself a 4 minute limit to be sad about being dumped by a man you thought you were going to marry in your 20′s. This seemed like the only manageable solution to me at the time, but in retrospect, maybe it was odd. Who cares though, it worked eventually (although not in the mandatory 90 day time table I set forth). Keep reading »
Clarity often comes like a bolt of lightning out of the blue. It’s a shock that opens your eyes to a whole new perspective. A client of mine called hers a miracle. Mine was like waking up — the kind where you sit straight up, instantly awake, and look around, not recognizing where you are, even though it’s the bedroom you’ve slept in for years.
My bolt of lightning struck after nine years of marriage. I was having a reunion lunch with a very dear friend of mine from college. We had gone our separate ways and hadn’t been in touch since well before either of us had gotten married. It was one of those long, catch-up conversations where we tried to cram in as much as possible about the last ten years of our lives. And then it happened. I saw myself through his eyes. It was the old me that he was seeing. The girl I used to be when I was single, who loved traveling, seeing bands, curled up in a corner reading, or staying up late into the night in deep conversation with friends. It was a shock because I hadn’t recognized her. Read more on Your Tango…