Dressing for my inner Chewbacca

Dressing for my inner Chewbacca

So the PE birdie flew past me the other day and whispered this gentle piece of feedback into my ear – “Erm, Tanya, I hate to be the one to say this but – frankly – you’re dressing inappropriately and your body makes other woman feel rather out of sorts!” This...
Loving the pudding I am

Loving the pudding I am

I’m 52 and I’m in good shape. As a woman, this has invariably led to me being regularly called (amongst other things) “fortunate”, “genetically gifted”, or – simply – “lucky”. Sometimes, those interested enough will probe deeper,...