“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, … Continue reading
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot. – D.H. Lawrence It’s actually not that I have nothing to say, honey please. I have too … Continue reading
I want you to say it out loud, right now: “I am beautiful and everybody loves me!” Ready? I’m waiting… …tap tap tap… …eyebrow raised… You can’t just say it in your head. SAY IT!! ” …. insert you saying … Continue reading
To constantly evolve, you must constantly surround yourself with the people you want to be more like. These photos, taken New Year’s Day after brunch with friends, represent evolution. Much like old wisdom tailored for a new generation, this dress … Continue reading
I can’t do it anymore. This incessant googling of videos and stories about Newtown, inviting a dose of tears and heartbreak to my every day. It’s as though any pain I feel might somehow ease it a bit for those poor, … Continue reading
Rockin for Rockaway had come to an end. I did it. Out of thin air, with a couple of friends in a couple of weeks, I had pulled together an impressive five-part live concert event with open bar, delicious catered food, … Continue reading
“If you love the fro so much, why don’t you go to the salon and get a real one?” said a whole lot of you. Playing on your suggestion, to host my ROCKIN for ROCKAWAY Sandy relief fundraiser Tuesday night, I … Continue reading
A few weekends ago I spent a day volunteering in Rockaway with Team Rubicon, doing the not-so-glamorous job of tearing down walls and gutting basements. Basements that were once covered in children’s wallpaper – cozy spaces that held home offices, … Continue reading
Back in the summer 2009 I did burlesque. World-famous Veronica Varlow, the vampy black-haired Danger Dame of burlesque based in New York City, graciously took me in for a gratis, private training session. After all, I’d need at least three hours … Continue reading
I just told you about my baby UDress – the magazine I started from scratch; my triumphant college legacy! But was I always that leading, powerful, publisher-editrix dubbed the Anna Wintour of Delaware? Not a shot in hell. There was a whole … Continue reading
