If you’ve ever wondered what doctors actually think about injectable fillers, Women’s Post has found the answer. Dr. Barb Loiskandl is a mom, wife, and physician who uses cosmetic enhancement herself to reflect her inner radiance. Working at a women’s magazine, I get into many conversations about what makes a woman truly beautiful. Beauty is a combination of qualities that both delight the senses and stimulate the mind. Enhancing their physical appearance helps many people fully ...

What is part Scottish, part Hawaiian, and part hyaluronic acid? Stumped? (And not just because you don’t know what hyaluronic acid is?) Ann Kaplan, founder and CEO of Medicard Finance Inc., quipped to Women’s Post over three years ago that she was a mix of those components. Yet I must beg to differ. Ann may well embody all three, but they are still a long way from defining one of the most successful businesswomen in Canada. I met...

The Baby Boomers are planning on taking their vitamins and living into their 100s. For many, health issues aren’t a given upon retirement; as a result, a huge gap exists between selling the family home and 24-hour care. The Dunfield fits the gap. Marketed as "refined seniors living," for the most part to the active, independent senior, The Dunfield will open in August as rental suites at Yonge and Eglinton in Toronto — a far cry from out to pasture...

My parent’s religion was a toolkit. It gave them the tools they used for dealing with the big stuff. Fear. Death. Evil. It was a framework that explained the existence of these things. It gave a set of rules that could be followed to reduce the chances of bad things happening and it explained why they happened, if they did. By the time I got to know my parents, I think they were ambivalent about their faith. They may even have rejected it completely. But, like most of their generation, they...

Days ago, eager to go for a stroll with my baby but not brave enough for the cold, I headed to the mall for a low-key adventure. Happily hidden in the crowds, I was outed by a man who called to me from a vending kiosk in the centre aisle. "Miss, do you wear makeup?" he cried out, desperate for a sale, any sale. "No," I replied, wanting to run now that eyes were on me. "You look beautiful," he said to my back as I walked away. It’s silly, but today I’m still wondering if he was ly...