The Eggbaby

I realized in preschool that I was different. “Mommy, why do most kids look like their moms, but I don’t look like you?” I asked. I don’t remember what she said, but I do remember comparing myself to her. Her sapphire blue eyes and thick blonde hair that contrasted my brown eyes and mousy, dark hair. Her…

God, Just Tell Me What To Do

When I was in high school, I felt pressure to plan my future. Everyone around me seemed to know what they…

The Horrors of Creamy Crack

People ask me why I cut my hair. As if it’s their business.

Allow me to explain why I cut off my tresses to fashionably display this short, edgy style. Follow closely because you might get tangled into my curly mess of explanation, but be ready to comb…

Walking a mile in her shoes…

During my sophomore year of high school in Punta Gorda, Florida, I got my first job. It was at a locally owned, fine dining restaurant, and the town hub for public officials and business owners. I showed up to the interview in the sweatpants I wore to school that day. This…

Nice glasses, four eyes.

My family has a history of subpar eyesight. My mother, father, grandmother, great-grandmother and a number of my…

Hoodies in 94-degree weather

To most people, a hoodie is just a sweatshirt with an attached head covering and is used to stay warm when temperatures begin to get a little chilly. To me, on the other hand, it means just a little bit more.

Chicken diapers

“Ingrid, why?” If I hear this phrase at least twice a day, congratulations. You’re a resident in the Figares household.

Now, the “Ingrid, why, ” can erupt for just about anything. Peanut butter lid missing? “Ingrid, why, ?” There was a sale at the dollar store so there’s 15…