If I were a writer on Dove's payroll, I'd unwrap these beauts:
Five minutes behind the ape guy on heavy meds in spin class. Worth it?
Add a food group. Call it Who-Cares.
Kiss before eating. My caramel is like mucus.
Fold laundry while eating. Eliminate guilt.
Bite me. No, really.
That fantasy? Re-live it. It's healthier than me.
Joanie loves Chachi. Without Joanie.
Turns your mother-in-law's voice into Charlie Brown's teacher.
Just like the cabana boy's skin.
In all seriousness, they're listening. Submit yours here.