Journalist, Author & Syndicated Columnist
Laura Cofran knew what she was looking for when she placed a personal ad in her local newspaper. She wanted a tall man with a great body who loved children as much as dancing. So when her future husband Jeff called, she broke the ice by asking him, “What is your suit size, waist and inseam?”
People always complain about the lack of good restaurants in the suburbs. That’s because they don’t know where to look.
Come April 19, Oprah Winfrey will be on the cover of yet another magazine. But this time, she’ll be gracing one that bears her name.
Dawn and Tim Szczur have their kids to thank for their marriage. When Dawn’s daughter Abbi and Tim’s son Dave met on the Internet three years ago, they bonded almost immediately as friends. After about 1 1/2 years of corresponding, they talked their parents into meeting face to face.
Real Simple’s mission is real simple. The new lifestyle magazine wants to help simplify your life. Of course, this doesn’t mean you shouldn’t look good. The premiere issue, which hit newsstands Monday, is populated with high-end ads from Ralph Lauren, Chanel and DeBeers diamonds.
It was unusual for Terry Steczo to go out for lunch. He usually grabbed a sandwich from the snack shop in his office building and went back to eat at his desk. But on this day 2 1/2 years ago, he took his secretary’s advice to step out for a change of pace. On his way back from lunch, Terry noticed a sign in a window announcing that Kitty Loewy from WCKG-FM (105.9) would be doing a live remote broadcast from there the next day.
Glamour targets four risky habits that could make you a victim: You never check your credit report (experts say check for inaccurate information and take action immediately); You throw out old bills (shred them or tear them up); You use your birthday as a password (choose a password with personal meaning); You give out your Social Security number without question (it’s the most important information to protect).
It was Christmas 1942 when Edward Yaras proposed to Marie. He got down on bended knee and asked for her hand in marriage . . . in her closet.
“They’re fundamentalist Christians. They chain smoke. Bullets bounce off them. They’re 12. The way things are going, Luther and Johnny Htoo, Burma’s armed messiahs, might not make it to 13.”
The night Mike Ostrowski met Carol Robinson, he was busy flirting with her young blond friend.
Rocker bottom shoes. You’ve seen them on the runways, in fashion magazines and on display in your favorite department stores.
Maia Wilkins used to daydream about what her wedding would be like. She would be wearing a beautiful gown, standing next to her ballet dancer groom. They would be flanked by dancers, who would scoop her up and gently toss her in the air down the aisle.
I got blanketed with stones recently, and it was heavenly. Let me explain. It was a spa treatment with little, hot rocks placed at pressure points on my body. This isn’t weird. Honest.
Madonna and Rupert Everett have nothing on Leslie Erkes and Steven Nisenholz. In the new film, “The Next Best Thing,” Madonna plays a woman whose gay best friend (Everett) impregnates her after the two share a drunken tryst. They move in together and raise their son_all the while dating other people.
Tatyana Ali graces the Fall issue of another magazine, but this time, it’s not fashion or music related. MAVIN is billed as the periodical for “the mixed race experience” and Ali, whose father is East Indian and whose mother is Panamanian, speaks about why African-American isn’t really the proper classification for her.
Tom Cashman had three strikes against him when he was trying to impress his future wife, Annette. “He had the same first name as a guy who had recently dumped me,” says Annette. “He was 100 pounds overweight. And my counselor had recommended that I not date anyone for a while.
Bob Goldsmith and Maia Radnev will be husband and wife in a couple of months. A year ago, they were strangers, living 5,300 miles apart.
Ben Affleck does a little spin control in the February issue of Premiere. He interviews himself in the cover story, presenting two sets of answers to each question–as himself, and as “interview guy,” the congenial but rather butt-headed Affleck to which readers have grown accustomed.
Becky Kratt doesn’t know it yet, but her boyfriend is going to make one of her dreams come true.
Just a couple of years ago, Leonardo DiCaprio was the world’s most famous movie star. The actor will test the waters again with “The Beach,” which opens Friday. In the February issue of Premiere, DiCaprio, 25, comes across not as the party boy that the tabloids present, but as a young man who takes his craft seriously–though not himself.