The idea that we could control the process beyond the most basic level seems adorably quaint and naive in retrospect.

What’s surprising (but really shouldn’t be) is how improvised so many aspects of the the whole experience are, and how many random curveballs there can be, even though it’s something that happens so frequently, you’d think it would be routine. I blame television and movies for perpetuating the idea of the “routine…

Don’t people understand anything? Beyonce never really talks about the other woman, she doesn’t rage at her or confront her. She doesn’t degrade the other woman. This album is not for them. It’s not for the side-chick; it’s not for the cheating spouse; it’s for all the women who’ve been cheated and lied to and had to…