Dear Mr. KIA,
I’ve just started a health food kick and am having a hard time locating stores that stock organic produce. Do you have any suggestions? – Health Nut
Dear Health Nut,

Dear Mr. KIA,
Hitting the gym week after week is beginning to feel like such a chore. My personal trainer is a sadistic tosser and walking the treadmill is no longer amusing. My gym buddies and I are itching to get back onto the football pitch, but the weather is so unpredictable these days—sunny one moment and pouring buckets the next! Any place you know that can beat the weather?—Gymed Out Jim
Dear GOJ,

Dear Mr KIA,
I think I’m approaching a mid-life crisis … right now my life revolves around the office, business meetings and even after work I have to sit through mind-numbing conversations about stock prices. I want to feel young again, and since I’m into R&B and hip hop, I’ve been inspired to pick up DJ-ing and mix my own tunes. Don’t really know where to start though. Could you recommend places I can learn the craft at?—Wannabe DJ
Dear Wannabe,

Dear Mr. Know-It-All,
I’ve tried using extra concealer under my eyes to make my eye bags seem less obvious but only ended up looking like someone going for a Halloween party. Where can I go to for some makeup advice? – Makeup Mess
Dear MM,

Dear Mr. KIA,
I have way too many toys at home. But no, I’m not a kid—I collect exquisitely-crafted toys and anything that is collectible, really. I’ve got to keep them in a nice place but I’m really running out of space at home. A storage warehouse won’t do. I’m afraid rough handling might damage these precious goods. What do you suggest?—Concerned Collector
Dear CC,

Dear MR KIA,
My girlfriends and I are thinking of a girls’ night out party that doesn’t involve tacky karaoke bars or boring restaurants. We’d like somewhere where we can get pampered from head to toe. Do you know of any places?—Party Princess
Dear PP,

Dear MR KIA,
Lately my husband of seven years has been pretty withdrawn and bummed out. When I ask him what’s wrong, he just says, “I don’t know,” or, “No particular reason.” I have a hunch that he might be playing away from here. Any good private investigation agencies to recommend? I would prefer a hot young dude instead of a lame old ex-police officer with a tacky comb-over and gut.— Magnumless PI
Dear Magnumless PI,

Dear Mr. Know-It-All,
We’re having my boyfriend’s parents over for dinner sometime but I’m no Nigella (the only thing I’ve ever made in the kitchen is cereal, coffee and love). I’d really like to impress them. What should I do?—Wannabe Domestic Goddess
Dear WDG,

Dear Mr KIA,
I saw a gorgeous pair of shoes the other day, and I really wanted to get it. but before you think I’m another Imelda Marcos, hear me out. I have really small feet—size four. And stores often don’t stock shoe sizes that small; the smallest they often have is size five. What can I do?—Sad Feet Dear
SF,

Dear Mr KIA,
One of my closest pals just got jail time for DUI (Driving Under the Influence). Eighteen whole months— can you believe it? While partying’s never fun without him, I don’t feel inclined to join him in the pen but I still want to drive my Volkswagen GT I to the clubs (how else am I going to score the chicks?). Is there anyone who’ll drive my car and take me home when I’m drunk?—Cruisin’ for a Boozin’
Dear CB,