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Wednesday, Oct 14, 1998 7:00 PM UTC1998-10-14T19:00:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

Time for One Thing: Acupuncture

Acupuncture. My muscles relax. My eyes close. There is no real pain, just the apprehension of pain.

In the moment before the needle pricks the skin, time slows and
thickens. All I hear is my blood pumping mercilessly in my ears and the
rational, earthbound side of my brain screaming at me to bolt, to jerk
my leg or arm or foot away.

But just before instinct robs me of my trust in this foreign method
of healing, in this acupuncture, I head the nervous impulses off at
the synapse pass. I breathe deeply and swallow the heady smell of
sandalwood and orchids, dried rhododendron leaves and ginger root. I
remember that pain, if experienced at all, will be temporary, while
the release of qi in my tangled, blocked up veins will heal me.
Before I can even think about exhaling, the needle is tapped in.

I remember my sister being terrified of pins and sewing needles as
a kid. I used to chase her around the house with an unhooked safety
pin, giggling as she shrieked. I even pricked myself once to show her
that it didn’t hurt, despite the fleck of blood that welled up out of
my broken skin. She never believed me. Now, as I undergo this
voluntary pricking, I find myself on the edge of the same hysteria
that threw her into such a frenzy.

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Monday, Feb 28, 2000 5:00 PM UTC2000-02-28T17:00:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

What kind of mother are you?

Marketing mavens dissect moms for eager advertisers.

According to Sales and Marketing Management magazine, women in the United States control 80 percent of all household buying decisions. In the category of single-parent households headed by mothers, the percentage is even higher. These are heady numbers, the kind that drive advertisers to probe, speculate and scramble to find images that will compel women to buy lots of stuff.

Traditionally, advertising geared toward mothers has been watered down to appeal to broad marketing stereotypes such as “Supermoms” or “Happy Homemakers.” As established categories readily accepted in consumer circles, they were easy to keep using — until recently.

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Friday, Nov 12, 1999 5:00 PM UTC1999-11-12T17:00:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

“Pokimon: The First Movie”

The latest kids' movie is taken on by the real critics -- five kids.

"Pokimon: The First Movie"

In the opening scenes of “Pokimon: The First Movie,”
an entire island goes up in smoke. Fires rage. Humans
run for cover. Mewtwo, the most powerful Pokimon in
the world, is having an identity crisis. Engineered
from ancient Pokimon DNA, this rampaging catlike
Pokenstein has no purpose beyond serving as a specimen for scientific study.
That makes him really mad. After all, hostile Pokimon
with malicious psychic powers have feelings, too. So
Mewtwo decides to destroy all humans, enslave all
Pokimon and take over the world. But our fearless
heroes, Ash, Misty and Brock, and their loyal
Pokimon — Pikachu, Squirtle, Bulbasaur and others –
find a way to save the day.

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Tuesday, Aug 24, 1999 4:50 PM UTC1999-08-24T16:50:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

Disney rocks!

Forget the long lines, the schlocky toys and the canned music. Disneyland will always be the Magic Kingdom for this lifelong Mouseketeer.

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I don’t remember my first Disney experience. I rode
through this rite of childhood in a baby carrier on my
dad’s back, gurgling and snug. A big hairy head
blotted out most of the Magic Kingdom; the
occasional white-gloved, honk-nosed Disney character
pranced along the periphery.

So if I couldn’t really appreciate it, why were we
there? My parents wanted to go. They were both 27 at
the time — young Angelenos; I was 3 months old.
It was June 1969 and the wonderful world of Disney
consisted of a single theme park — Disneyland — just
down the road in Anaheim. It was a day trip, a quick
jaunt. An easy invitation to act like a kid — even if you weremarried and a new parent.

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Wednesday, Jun 2, 1999 6:00 PM UTC1999-06-02T18:00:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

Schoolyard cowboys

Education alone is not enough to stop kids from playing with guns. So what is?

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America’s children are fascinated with guns. They are emblems of our culture and almost as easy to come by as a driver’s license. From images of cowboys galloping across the Wild West, rifles slung across their backs, to Woody Harrelson letting loose with a semiautomatic in “Natural Born Killers,” guns are symbols of freedom, independence and power.

The recent school shootings in Littleton, Colo., and Conyers, Ga., have highlighted the potential for children to commit violent acts. Since February 1996, there have been seven such highly publicized shootings across the country. The perpetrators were all described as depressed, white males between the ages of 11 and 18. In the aftermath, we wonder about their lives, their psychological makeup and how they were raised.

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Wednesday, Sep 30, 1998 8:28 AM UTC1998-09-30T08:28:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

A mother's guide to gunk

How do you get rid of the gunk, Gak and slime your beloved offspring have unceremoniously ground into their jeans and slung against the wall? Sometimes all it takes is a simple household item to cleanse away the sludge of childhood.

When I was old enough to voice my discontent over the dreaded pixie cut
– a hairstyle my mom thought was cute but I thought made me look like
a boy — I grew my hair long as an act of rebellion. The problem with long
hair on a hyperactive 5-year-old, of course, is knots — the kind that
no amount of gentle maternal comb-tugging can smooth away. Only a healthy
dose of Johnson & Johnson’s No More Tangles and a good yank could
dissolve my rat’s nests. But even this remedy failed when I engaged in the
charming habit of chewing my hair and my gum at the same time. You
can imagine the outcome.

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