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Erika Sales
Erika Sales is a freelance writer and blogger. She lives in New York City and is currently working on her first novel.

Entries by Erika Sales

Reeling in Renée: The Power Behind Our Radical Reactions and Collaborative Commentary

(0) Comments | Posted October 28, 2014 | 2:16 PM

A boundary was crossed. The reaction to Renée Zellweger's face is neither an aversion to plastic surgery nor an expression of shock towards what people are calling an identity change. 1 Society is setting the standard for what is considered unacceptable and outside the social norm in cosmetic surgery. We...

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F.O.N.G.E.: Fear of Never Getting Engaged

(22) Comments | Posted December 14, 2013 | 9:31 AM

It's December, the month notorious for engagements, which means several things but mostly that I'm showing mild symptoms of the ever-looming F.O.N.G.E. What is F.O.N.G.E., you might ask? It's lurking in your Facebook feed, newspaper, J.Crew catalogue, favorite magazine and kitchen sink office chatter. It's the "fear of never getting...

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The Art of Landing Your Dream Job on LinkedIn

(0) Comments | Posted December 9, 2013 | 8:16 AM

Staring at your dream job posted online and wondering how you can get your resume into the right hands? Look no more. The six steps every LinkedIn user should follow to navigate their way to success:

1. Create a list of five to ten (no more than ten!) companies you'd...

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Tradition or Taboo: Doesn't Everyone Have a Psychic?

(2) Comments | Posted September 10, 2013 | 6:13 PM

It found me in Peru. I indulged in a coca tea leaf reading, a chakra cleansing and a long discussion with a shaman who had a wooden "magic" sign flapping wildly outside of his shop. It was irresistible. He had at least 30 neon orange dream catchers knotted together and...

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Run Like Hell

(0) Comments | Posted March 26, 2013 | 2:22 PM

Don't look back. That's what I told myself as I rounded the corner of a sun-streaked Central Park somewhere in between the leafy green mile markers and the finish line. Men in NYPD and FDNY sweatshirts sped by, cheering on their fellow runners as if they were their own recruits....

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The Storm, the Serious and the Relationship

(4) Comments | Posted November 6, 2012 | 11:12 AM

The night before the storm he bought a package of reduced fat Oreos, a jar of salsa and a six-pack of beer. We didn't think much of it. I had crammed jeans, a pair of rainboots, underwear and two t-shirts into a tote bag holding my laptop and face wash....

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On Becoming A Wife: Thoughts From a Fiercely Independent Woman

(61) Comments | Posted October 23, 2012 | 1:44 AM

It was the dream I had last night -- the candlelit affair of tulle, crepe bows and the allure of a silk train snaking up a set of white stone stairs -- that threw me into a full-blown, self-induced panic attack for the majority of last week. I remember touching...

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