Most of my friends in New York are single women or gay men.

After all, computers crash, people die, relationships fall apart. The best we can do is breath and reboot.

So we strive for perfection in the areas in which we can control, and that isn't necessarily what provides contentment and joy for ourselves and, more importantly, for our children.

It was very flattering when Manolo Blahnik named a shoe after me.

Can you really forgive if you can't forget?

So many roads. So many detours. So many choices. So many mistakes.

I write about sex, not love. What do I know about love?