Life & Love

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Her whole life, Lucy Knisley wanted to be a mother. But when it was finally the perfect time, conceiving turned out to be harder than anything she’d ever attempted. Fertility problems were followed by miscarriages, and her eventual successful pregnancy was plagued by health issues, up to a dramatic, near-death experience in labor and delivery.
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Dear E. Jean: My boyfriend of two years, who has been chubby most of his life, has an incredibly hostile attitude toward overweight women. He makes rude comments when they’re out of earshot. I’ve spoken to him about it many times, but to no avail. I’m 5’7″ and a healthy 133 pounds. I suffered from
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Welcome to “The Perfect,” ELLE.com’s weekly roundup where we lay out exactly what you’ll need for the perfect outfit, shopping list, Saturday night, or whatever it may be. The only remedy to a long day of running and rushing is relaxing—no matter how you dice it. The preferred manner of unwinding differs per person, yet
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Apr 24, 2018 The quick notes on Victory Boyd’s nascent career read like a classic discovery story: She performed alongside her family regularly in New York’s Central Park, delighting tourists and New Yorkers from their spot at the Bethesda Fountain, until one day JAY-Z and Roc Nation magically swept in, gave them a record deal,
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Dear E. Jean: Friends seem to be drifting away. I contact them and suggest we meet for drinks or dinner, and they usually reply with, “Oh! I’m not in town that day.” Or, “Gosh! I’ve got a ton of work that week!” Then, when I ask if I should just let them alone, they act
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Dear E. Jean: There’s this guy I like at my company, and I’m not sure he likes me in return. Here are the facts: 1. He teases me. 2. He starts conversations with me that are not necessary. 3. He touches my back sometimes. 4. He cooked me dinner twice. 5. When I compliment other
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Dear E. Jean: I’m 23, recently bought my first house, and my mother moved in. I pay all the bills. In return, she orders me around like I’m a child and insists I come home every night before one! Do I have to listen to this?—Mom’s Little Cash Machine Cash, my dear: No young lady