When I grow up, I want to be Carrie Bradshaw. I cannot explain it any better than that. For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to be a writer. I’ve always wanted the eclectically cluttered, high-rise...

Ah, the 2000s, a time for low-waisted jeans, halter tops, Juicy Couture tracksuits, sparkles, the brightest colors, mini skirts, cargo pants and more. You either love this decade or you hate it. When it...