Lots of women, famous or not, pay to take their F cups to Ds or their D cups to Bs. Some of them have opted to remove their gigantic breast implants. (Pam Anderson; Victoria Beckham; Kimberly Stewart even signed and framed her extracted implants and gifted them to Ozzy Ozbourne’s son, Jack, which makes the toaster over I gave to my sister-in-law for Hanukah seem extremely cheap.) Others, like Queen Latifah and Drew Barrymore, have improved upon Mother Nature’s bounty.

This morning, SELF Editor in Chief Lucy Danzinger appeared on theToday Show to defend the magazine’s extreme retouching of singer Kelly Clarkson’s body. In the September issue, ironically SELF’s “Total Body Confidence Issue,” Clarkson says, “My happy weight changes. Sometimes I eat more; sometimes I play more."

A new study in the journal Appetite shows that when women dine with men, we tend to pick foods with fewer calories than if we were eating with another woman. Researchers at McMaster University observed college students eating in cafeterias with a wide variety of food options and dining companions, and found that not only do men subconsciously coerce us into picking salad over steak, but the more men we eat with, the fewer the calories.

This morning, I stopped into Starbucks for my tri-weekly Grande decaf Americano with a non-fat, no-foam topper. Yes, I am the only person in the world who orders decaf at 9am. I placed my order with a friendly Barista named Rob who acts and does voiceover work when not actively Barista-ing. He greeted me with a smile, asked how I was, gave me a coupon good for any $2 Grande iced drink all afternoon long.

We all have such busy lives that we multi-task all the live long day. Even when we are on vacation! We run from pool parties to BBQ’s without missing a beat…but are we missing something from our beach bags?

Summer is here, and it is hot and sticky. Nothing is worse than that feeling when your skin sticks together like a Garfield doll on the back windshield of a minivan parked in the sun at the mall. So what do you do? Rubbing and chafing of your thighs is one of the most embarrassing and annoying parts of the summer. Well girls, I have the solution for you in one word. Monistat.

Growing up, Some Kind of Wonderful was my absolute fave flick. I had a crush on Keith, a girl crush on Miss Amanda Jones and wanted nothing more than for an underrated babe like Eric Stoltz to pick me up in a limo, take me to dinner and a wild house party and then give me diamond earrings in an abandoned amphitheater.

Here’s one surefire way to get your boyfriend to watch the Olympics with you: World class pole dancing! Dance instructor and Pole Fitness Association cofounder Collette Kakuk is lobbying to make pole-dancing am official Olympic Games sport. In a recent interview with Marie Claire, she spoke about the importance of shattering the taboo behind the shiny pole, likening it to any another fitness apparatus, like a pommel horse or balance beam.

A typical break-up diet usually veers in one of two very different directions: We either lose our appetite and just guzzle vodka straight from the bottle to numb our pain, or we gorge ourselves on bacon-stuffed potato skins and Whoopie Pies to stuff down the tears. Neither way of coping is especially healthy, both are bad for your soul and both are destined to end with an uncomfortable hangover. Women get crapped on all the time for chubbing up, post-breakup.

So how would you feel if the first time you met someone you were forced to hand them a business card that listed your name, your address…..and your weight. I couldn’t believe it when I saw the first episode of “More to Love.” They got off on the wrong foot from the minute they walked in the door.