As Hollywood makes lighting up glamorous again, a 26-year-old writer dares to say... I gave out bowls of cigarettes to my wedding guests. Like so many people my age, I like smoking precisely because we're sick of being told what not to do
It has been 162 days since my last cigarette, not that I'm counting or anything. I won't and can't smoke until the baby I'm carrying is born in September, but already I know this doesn't mean I'm giving up.