“There is no limit to what we, as women, can accomplish.” —Michelle Obama
Drama. It’s everywhere. Not the kind you see in movies but right there in front of you every day. Your friend, your parents, your siblings, your life. If you have a lot of it, and it keeps coming like a freight train, it’s probably your fault. And no, it’s not bad luck. Sorry. The truth … Read more
I’m no minivan mama. Didn’t he know that? “I want it blacked out.” I said. I’d confused the dealer. Me ready to pop with three months to go. “We can’t do that,” the dealer said. “We could damage the car.” Head tilt, “Who does it then?” I asked. He gave me a name. Anonymity was … Read more
Where do I start? What is the line I draw? Is this too far? Where is the big, green GO button? Why can’t I touch it? Why can’t I hear the roar of the crowd? Why can’t I see where to fall? Why can’t I feel the sand scraping my face? Can anyone hear me? … Read more
I’m usually an all-or-nothing person and walking has always seemed like a waste of time; that is until I overheard these women in a San Francisco Starbucks talking about losing 30 pounds by walking an hour a day. I thought about what those women said as I was hiking up Powell—the nosebleed street—for the second … Read more
So yesterday, I was in line at a bookstore, and I zoned in on a particular cover behind the counter, Shape magazine. I worked for them a couple of times when I was a model. I don’t know what it was about that cover, but, it put me in some sort of trance. “Hot Body … Read more
OK. I’ve had my ups and downs with friends. I’ve dumped a few. I’ve taken a break. I’ve held on for dear life for better or worse. But, I’m wondering are friends for life? Are friends like a marriage? I mean am I supposed to put up with all sorts of shit, and get through … Read more
Listen. I feel like I’m quickly going crazy. Not slow crazy quick crazy. Fuck! The urgency to get into the bath is palpable. It’s the rain. The rain makes me this way.
I’m sitting here in the family room on my Crate and Barrel 15-year-old sectional. It’s 10:23pm. I just spent the past hour in my 8 year old daughter’s room reading “The Secret Garden” to her, in bed – trying to convince her that it really is a great book, if she would give it a … Read more
I recently came upon a book titled French Women Don’t Get Facelifts: The Secret of Aging with Style & Attitude (Grand Central Publishing, December 24) by author Mireille Guiliano. I loved the title immediately, as here in Los Angeles, youth rules. I myself have thought about a facelift mainly because I have heard that getting … Read more
Representing one’s own needs comes naturally to some people and not to others. Representing my needs has never come naturally to me. In my journey to self-discovery and fulfillment, I have been exploring, without judgment, my natural abilities. In the process, I’ve discovered that I am a people pleaser … a junkie for external praise, … Read more
I also got into a bathing suit a few times this weekend. More fat. First time, a two piece. Second time, after more cheese, I decided to squeeze into my one piece. …
Introverts are not what you think. I am an introvert, but most people would not believe that. I’m social when I go out. I like people … sometimes. BUT, I don’t get energy from other people … not usually. What I can say beyond a shadow of a doubt, is my energy is definitely not … Read more
I wonder sometimes how it must feel to be stupid, simple, non-questioning, sheep. I guess it would feel fine. Like Mayberry felt fine. …
It doesn’t matter how many pens I buy the ones left will always be the shitty ones. I’ve bought moleskin pens, cross pens, even Mont Blanc pens. Am I insane? Probably not. But fuck if I don’t love a good pen. I mean the difference between good and bad pens are like night and day. … Read more
I am 46. Fuck. How did that happen? When did I move to the other side of the mountain? When did I become my mother? When did I become the mom who knows nothing? When did I become the bitchy wife? When did I become 40 and pissed off?
I sit at my laptop all day long, from the moment I return home at 9am after dropping my children at school, to the moment I leave to pick them up from school at 3:30pm. Let me make this clear. I do not get up from my chair all day except for three reasons: 1) … Read more
Ruby, our hamster, just jumped off her wheel. That damn wheel kills me. She runs with such purpose. Such determination. Such conviction. She believes she is going somewhere. I avert my eyes from my laptop screen and look up at her. She is sitting on her hind legs, staring at me. What does she want from me? I think … Read more
I just woke up from a dream, or perhaps a nightmare, where I learned that the Earth will implode on itself in two years. That’s it, two years from today. That’s all we’ve got. When I woke up, it got me thinking. What if that were true? What if we only had two years before … Read more
Should should be stricken from our vocabulary? from the English language? from the world? Should is filled with expectation. Should is fraught with disappointment. Should is a false sense of security. I know what I should do. I know how I should act or react. I know why I should feel a certain way.
I love water. It calms me. I love everything to do with water. Baths, steam rooms, pools, lakes, rivers, oceans, Niagara Falls. I could sit in the bath for hours. A psychic once told me to shower, to get my head straight. Cleanse. Wash away other people’s energy. It stuck with me.
In the creative world, the word passion comes up frequently in group discussions. “I’m just not passionate about my work anymore.” “How do you keep the passion alive in your work?” “What inspires you?” All common questions.
We were getting ready to go out. Monday night. NYC. I loved going out in NYC. I loved a lot of things about NYC. I was a fashion model back then. I remember that I liked the way I looked. I did. There were many times in my life where I hated the way I … Read more
All women judge. Even when we try not to, we judge. It’s in our nature. To watch, to stare, to report, to one up, to measure. We judge.