After a boxing match at the Chumash Casino, featherweight Starshine Roshell takes a few jabs at this sweet science – from the good to the bad to the Ring Babes.
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Starshine’s Father’s Day gift: What do you get the Dad who betrays everyone?
Starshine’s husband would rather risk a concussion than spend Father’s Day with her and their mutual children. Go figure.
Don’t mind her manners: Starshine learns that a trip around the cotillion ballroom is a lesson in balancing party punch and guarding your backside. Your fancy prancy backside.
Talk about gilding the lily. Starshine explores why the fastest growing trend in plastic surgery is a cut, er, below.
Hyphenates are for sissies. As California men demand the right to adopt their wives’ last names, Starshine confesses her surname is completely made up.
Fibbing in Frontierland? Starshine encounters deceit, perjury and a whole lot of hooey at The Magic Kingdom.
On the same day scientists announced the mysterious disappearance of the nation’s honeybees, Starshine Roshell actually found the little buggers. They were in her garage.
College is supposed to be a place where the safety of childhood overlaps with the freedom of adulthood. But last week, Starshine laments, it wasn’t.
On the highway of life, nothing forces an appreciation of the here and now like the crowded, noisy chaos of family road trip. Starshine explains.