Seeing as it’s just a short, six-hour drive away from L.A. proper, AZ is getting its own Girl Getaway package round-up. They’ve got some...
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I have never had the perfect bag for a weekend getaway. I seem to be a “go big or go home” kind of girl, where I either take my huge,...
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The venue: planes, trains, hotel rooms, cars… you name it. The back story: I get bored of movies. Yeah, I love them, but on some trips I just...
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When I first met one of my dearest friends, we were both in our early 20s living in a hip area of Toronto, working in our hip new- media jobs by day...
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The venue: a plane.The back story: So from what some people tell me, I should be all grown-up and not want to watch animated movies anymore. Fie, I...
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I’ve never really been a hat person. I love them and I wear them, but when it comes to being out in the sun, the last thing I want to do is hide...
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You’ve shopped, you’ve spa’ed… so why not eat, drink and be merry? (God, I’m full of the clichés today!...
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Picture it: me, frazzled after a week’s worth of hell, flying down the freeway (well, as much as one can through L.A.’s clichéd...
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The venue: planes, trains and automobiles throughout South America.The back story: Look, I love a good, frilly chick-lit book just as much as anyone...
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We’ve all had that nightmare where your bags don’t meet you at your destination, and you’re forced to go through a day –...
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