In 2016, Katie* had just started her first clinical rotation for the Yale School of Medicine. For six weeks, she would work in Bridgeport Hospital’s ob-gyn department, during which time she’d be shepherded in and out of operating rooms by residents and attending physicians. Katie, then 28, rarely met patients before their surgeries. Instead, the

Each time we see a turtle wearing a six-pack ring as a statement necklace or a hermit crab living in a plastic bottle cap, we’re reminded of how much our wastefulness impacts the environment. There are a zillion ways to go greener—and just as many zero-waste influencers to make you feel guilty about your choices—but

We regret to inform you that one man’s ruse to find love by advertising himself as a “Latter-day Saints millionaire looking for his wife” on ten billboards along a Salt Lake City, Utah, highway did, in fact, sort of work. A month after first reporting on the unidentified bachelor’s unusual search for a s/o, 20

Jun 14, 2019 Depending on who you ask, Instagram has either revolutionized travel or ruined it completely. On the one hand, it’s a great motivator to stop scrolling, get outside, and go do! On the other, it can lead to a gnawing sense of envy—and, yeah, okay, overcrowding. But going somewhere just “for the Insta”

Dear E. Jean: I met the most wonderful man. We’ve had three amazing dates and have spoken almost every day on the phone. Everything was going perfectly until two days ago, when he stopped answering my calls and texts. I texted him because I was worried, and he responded by saying he was swamped at

Dear E. Jean: My boyfriend’s mother constantly talks about his ex-girlfriends. She praises their beauty, charm, and achievements; tags them in posts on Facebook; and always “loves” their updates and photos. (She ignores mine.) She makes sure both my boyfriend and I are informed—on a daily basis—about his exes and their well-being. And the latest

garmin.com $1,850.00  The Garmin MARQ Series Captain watch has the classic good looks of a mechanical tool watch, including a ceramic regatta timer on the bezel, paired with the high-tech gadgetry of a modern smart watch.  Dad can send texts, stream his favorite music, and mark his sailing speed, all without looking like a character

By Sara-Mae Elbert Jun 4, 2019 There’s no better way to host out-of-town guests than to give them a taste of what home means to you. The beauty of your town can easily be overlooked if it’s already woven its way into the fabric of your daily life, but those regional wares and local dishes

By Heather Corcoran Jun 1, 2019 Christian Harder The 1960s. In the golden age of Hollywood where glamour reigned supreme, decorating ones’ home to feel as luxurious as a high-end hotel was de rigueur. And that aesthetic continues to inspire the interiors of homes today. After all, who doesn’t love a velvet couch in the

Dear E. Jean: After three years of trying to have a second child, we gave in and did IVF. It worked! We have a second kid, but we also have something we didn’t expect: two frozen embryos. Though it wasn’t part of the plan, we’ve made the decision to try to have these two as

Surely Chicago’s O’Hare Airport has been backdrop to myriad spousal spats, with its maddeningly unavailable gates, terminal transfer buses that inexplicably stop running at 8:30 p.m., and weather that goes from fair to foul in minutes—all while a balmy aroma wafts from the food courts. But for my husband and me, ORD was the scene

Dear E. Jean: This is probably the most indelicate etiquette question you’ve ever received, but here it goes: My husband and I have been married eight years, run a business together, and are good parents. He’s my best friend, and I love him! But the dude just won’t shower. This has been a problem for…um…ever.

Dear E. Jean: I am 30. At 13, I fell in love from afar with an extremely handsome man. He is successful, good-natured, funny, rich, kind, and so successful he is practically a celebrity. I have never met him, but trust me: I love him.—How Do I Meet Mr. Perfect? Conquer, My Kumquat: My inbox

Dear E. Jean: There’s a man; we’ll call him Miles. We met on Tinder. We talked, then dated for a month. He slowly started ghosting me—not all at once, but over time. I asked him about it head-on. He explained that he doesn’t see me as “marriage material.” I’m 26. I’ve never had a guy

After a five-year-engagement and months of wedding planning, hairstylist-to-the-stars William “Jordan” Blackmore and his heiress fiancée, Andi Potamkin, jetted off to Utah in a private plane to tie the knot. The stylish couple’s ultra-lavish $1 million desert wedding took place in a gorgeous hideaway resort in Canyon Point, just a stone’s throw away from the

Dear E. Jean: I have a quiet personality. I speak softly. I’ve tried to talk louder. I’ve tried saying, “Please hear me out.” I’ve even raised my voice and said, “Please listen!” And yet, 9 times out of 10, men interrupt and talk over me. They even go so far as to tell me to

The other night, my 3-year-old shouted, “Alexa, off!” in his sleep. It was so loud that he woke both me and my husband up (my son was in our bed; he’s always in our bed). We all had a laugh about it in the morning—he didn’t remember, but chuckled along in that way 3-year-olds do

Using Tinder to attempt to initiate a threesome is a humbling exercise in semi-public shame. There are only so many profiles with phrases like “Get your UGLY BOYFRIEND out of here” that one can swipe through before feeling thoroughly turned off by the whole situation. When threesomes happen organically (which, in one past experience, was

Photo illustration: Mia Feitel Not too long ago, at a dinner party, an old friend and fellow mother quizzed me on the exact quality of the love that I feel for my four-year-old daughter. “Isn’t it so true what everyone says,” she asked, “that it’s like nothing you’ve ever experienced before?” To which I said:

Dear E. Jean: My boss hates me! I just can’t please her. She favors the men in the office. When they do something wrong, she says nothing. If I make the slightest mistake, she storms and reprimands me. She says I don’t follow directions, but I think she misconstrues my initiative as insubordination. Does she

Dear E. Jean: Often when I’m walking around our apartment in my undies—getting ready for work, brushing my teeth, etc.—my fiancé will whistle and catcall me. I’ve tried to tell him this makes me feel uncomfortable and objectified. We have a great relationship and are very close, but he’s also taken to randomly pretend-humping me

Dear E. Jean: My man has become a public figure in the world of social media. He has strangers kissing his ass all day and women from all over the world propositioning him, which has inflated his ego to the point where I feel he doesn’t appreciate what he has (and he’s extremely lucky to

Hybrid ImagesGetty Images If you’re driving down Interstate 15 in Salt Lake City, you may notice several very large billboards advertising a date with a rich member of the The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. “LDS Millionaire looking for his wife,” they read. “Exclusive VIP Event June 7.” The signs look like they

Dear E. Jean: How can things just go “poof”? The guy I fell for, not just any guy—the guy—met someone else and my heart broke into tiny pieces. I’ve tried so hard to move on, but it’s as if the universe does not want me to let go of him. It seems to be sending

Dear E. Jean: Next to my boyfriend (who is overweight, balding, and mopey), I look like Halle Berry. Every chance I get, I tell him how smart, reliable, and honorable he is. And I mean every word of it—at his core, he is a very good man with many fine qualities. But he never returns

Dolls, while writing this column—on a soggy, dull day with my hair frizzing to its highest and my derriere falling to its lowest—a question was sent to Ask Eeee (arriving by email, but over the years, versions of the question have been tweeted, G-chatted, texted, FedExed, phoned, snailed, and probably papyrused), and the query began

Alexandra Mosier was standing at the alter in her mermaid-cut lace wedding gown when she began to suspect she’d been swindled. The Appleton, Wisconsin, videographer she’d hired should have clipped a hidden lavalier behind the white rose boutonniere of her soon-to-be husband’s tux to capture audio from the ceremony, but as they stood across from

Dear E. Jean: What do you do about a guy who constantly uses the phrase “Why are we even together?” as a means to end a discussion? He said “I love you” after a month of dating but still dangles our budding relationship over the trash whenever he becomes frustrated. Is there a way to