This is my last vintage Cosmopolitan magazine to read, I’m bummed. But I’m happy to announce that Cosmo became less and less sexist over time.

Here we go, weird shit in a 1944 Cosmo mag!

• Word got around the cigar club that a “charming girl” had bad breath. The woman had to hang a ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on her door, and they left her “severely alone.”

• Kotex is born! Tampons for all.

• “Behind Japan’s Fighting Mask, stands our REAL ENEMY.” Then points to a photo of Winston Churchill.

• A ladies stinky vagina almost ruined her marriage. But Lysol swooped in to help, by telling women everywhere to use it… down there.

• Hemroids were called ‘simple piles’.

• “Her hairbrush knows why he gave her the brush off.” Basically, take care of your hair or he’ll dump you.

• Ray Joseph believes they were on the cusp of WW3, with Argentina.

• Medical sciences YOUNGEST branch, psychiatry’s is making strides towards ‘battle shock.’ AKA- PTSD, but the military swore their mental states were due to ear damage from loud guns and a tiny case of ‘war exhaustion.’

• You can bleach your skin…

• Ovaltine lolol.

• Smoke Smudge Iodent removes smoke stains from teeth.’ The slugs part has me worried.

• Advertisement claims women who use tampons are the most alert and progressive. It also says “what can go wrong?” Toxic shock syndrome, anyone?

• You wake up feeling punk because you need a laxative.” LOL what?

• A Midol advertisement tells you to join the war efforts.

• Popular” girls use Cashmere Soap.

• A water proof toothbrush. LIES.

• A cigarette company claims to be “distinguished doctors” approved- Phillip Morris. And if you switch, all throat pain, nose pain, and irritation will clear up!

• A make-up advert: “save your powder until you see the whites of their eyes,” As two handsome soldiers come towards two ladies who are preparing for their flirty-encounter.

• DRY shampoo advert! Yas. It’s called ‘minipoo’ lolol.

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What’s It All About? 

It’s been eighteen months since the Raxter School for Girls was put under quarantine. Since the Tox hit and pulled Hetty’s life out from under her.

It started slow. First the teachers died one by one. Then it began to infect the students, turning their bodies strange and foreign. Now, cut off from the rest of the world and left to fend for themselves on their island home, the girls don’t dare wander outside the school’s fence, where the Tox has made the woods wild and dangerous. They wait for the cure they were promised as the Tox seeps into everything.

But when Byatt goes missing, Hetty will do anything to find her, even if it means breaking quarantine and braving the horrors that lie beyond the fence. And when she does, Hetty learns that there’s more to their story, to their life at Raxter, than she could have ever thought true.

 

-Sarah’s Letter-

Since childhood, I’ve spent part of every summer with my extended family on Cape Cod. We are all related either directly or so distantly we can’t even bother to trace it—and then we just call each other cousin. Every summer, when we go, I have to be ready with my news.

You know the drill: you see your family once a year and they want the latest. To save time, you compile a list of what’s been going on with you. I’m in my second year of college! I just started a job! I’m getting married! And so on. You have to repeat the lines so often, to so many people, that you get it down to a tight paragraph.

When I started The Rest of the Story, I knew I wanted it to be a novel about family and home. The ones we know well, and those we may not know at all. Since her mom’s death, Emma Saylor has spent most of her life with her dad and grandmother. But when she’s sent to the lake to stay with her mother’s family for the first time, an entire other world opens up to her. Right away, she’s asked for her “five sentences,” a lake tradition. In that moment, she thinks: Who am I right now? It’s both exhilarating and terrifying. But she has to answer.

Over the years, I feel like I’ve had a million sentences—always changing depending on where I am in my life. I want to be a writer. Well, I dropped out of college. I fell in love! I’m having a baby. Every sentence is a new chapter. We are all our own story, and only you can tell yours—one paragraph or handful of sentences at a time.

So for now: I’m Sarah. I’m from North Carolina. I have a husband and a great kid. I live with lots of lizards. I’m addicted to Cheez-It Double Cheese snack mix. And I really, really hope you enjoy this book.

What are your five sentences? If we ever meet, remind me to ask you.

Happy reading!
Sarah

Genre: Paranormal Romance

What’s It All About?

Maddison James is about to discover some truths about the world.

Firstly … supernaturals exist.
WTF?

Secondly … she is one, even though no one seems to know exactly what kind.
Double WTF.

Thirdly … she’s about to go back to school.
Well, things just got a little more interesting.

The Supernatural Academy is where shifters, vampires, magic users, and fey are educated. Where they are taught about their abilities, and how to function in the human world. Maddison already has the human part down, but this supernatural thing is an entirely new dangerous game.

Example one: mean girls who can actually turn you into a frog.

Example two: Asher Locke, a god at the Academy. Not literally … well, who knows for sure. He certainly acts the part, as do all of his minions who worship him.

Asher drives her crazy, because apparently gorgeous and arrogant is her thing. Sparks fly between them, and the more they’re thrown together, the more Asher is determined to figure out what’s been blocking her abilities.

Until the moment the truth is revealed, and they find out nothing in this supernatural world is what they thought.

Including each other.

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I love love loved ‘The Princess Saves Herself In This One,’ but I did not particularly like ‘The Witches Don’t Burn In This One.’

BUT, I am falling fast and hard in love with Amanda’s latest. I love modern/relevant poetry. It’s definitely a lost art that’s making a comeback.

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What’s It All About? 

Amy’s last book, ‘Becoming the Drunk Mom- The Book’ is described as; 

“Moms aren’t supposed to swear like truckers or talk about how hard day to day life as a parent is… Or that maybe sometimes (only every once in awhile?) their kids are, in fact, @ssholes. But I do!

If you haven’t read my story of teen pregnancy, abuse, depression and learning to live a perfectly imperfect life that I’ve built a comedic following around, it’s free right now!

It’s my story of imperfection, chasing dreams and giving zero f!&@$.”

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This time around, Amy will be covering, well, things she tells her therapist. LOL!

If you follow her on Facebook (The Drunk Mom), It’ll be insta-love. Through her witty and blunt banter, she says all the things we wish we could say to, crunchy moms, children, PTA’s, your husband, perverts, internet warriors, and so many more.

But most importantly, she’s giving advice about important topics, using her past as a road guide. She’s been through it, y’all: depression, suicide attempt, an abusive relationship, and a teen pregnancy.

What makes Amy truly special, is while she is helping others, she uses laughter and lots of curse words. Because laughter and cussing are  truly the best medicine.

She’s just so damn relatable. It’s sickening.

READ AN EXCERPT OF ‘THINGS I TELL MY THERAPIST’ HERE! 

What’s It All About?

There’s no such thing as safe in a city at war, a city overrun with monsters. In this dark urban fantasy from acclaimed author Victoria Schwab, a young woman and a young man must choose whether to become heroes or villains—and friends or enemies—with the future of their home at stake. The first of two books, This Savage Song is a must-have for fans of Holly Black, Maggie Stiefvater, and Laini Taylor.

 

 

 

My tiniest muggle-child got me the most fitting #mothersday card. The mother is reading ‘How to be a Mom-trenpreneur’ and the daughter is reading ‘How to be a Boss Babe.’ A) She hit the nail on the head because #books – duh. B ) I love that she recognizes motherhood does not define every part of a woman. And I REALLY love that our society is finally accepting that WOMEN WORK and are slowing their roll with the mom-shaming for having a career. We are more than birth-givers, diaper changers, and taxi cabs. Bish, I’m everything.