Close your eyes. Now picture a cheesy love story, the cheesiest love story you can think of, one that has cheese that oozes and drips. Got it? Now, remove all the cheese, and what do you have? Just another...

On the day of the beloved street fair was when I wandered into My Daughter’s Closet. “What?” some might say, confused as to why, if I don’t have a daughter, I was going into her closet. To them,...