There's so many things that mattered so much in my 20s and 30s that don't matter now.

What Sex and the City did for sex and relationships, Lipstick Jungle does for success and power.

I have a house in the Connecticut countryside where you'll always find me, summer or winter.

You know what they say: A woman needs a man about as much as a fish needs a bicycle.

All men are a disappointment. No matter what anyone says.

I sometimes read in a gossip column that I was at a party when I was in Europe at the time. It sometimes feels I've got a Doppelganger somewhere.

What if I'm a princess on another planet? And no one on this planet knows it?