(This article of mine originally appeared in ATOMIC Magazine, Spring 2001. Hence the Sharon Sone reference, etc.) Some are born blonde, while others have blondness thrust upon them. For
I don’t remember my wedding. I don’t remember college. I’ve been to Brazil, apparently. I’ve seen Bruce Springsteen on Broadway, sat in middle of the first row. (First row!)
Why hasn’t Diane Von Furstenberg won a Nobel Prize? If ever there was someone who has made significant contribution to mankind it is she. The impact of this ingenious
“The meaning of our existence is not invented by ourselves, but rather detected.” — Victor Frankl So, how often do you think about who you are? Every day? No?
For someone like me, who’s spent most of her life obsessed with the stars, stories and minutiae of Old Hollywood, something like You Must Remember This is a godsend.
Like the Internet, podcasts do the great service of connecting all kinds of people to all kinds of people. It can connect us to people and content we’d otherwise
When a woman is tagged “too beautiful”, my first instinct isn’t one of pity. So normally Barbara La Marr’s soubriquet – “The Girl Who Was Too Beautiful” – would
Please don’t tell me I should see a doctor first. I already know this may be crazy. Dangerously unhealthy. But I’m doing it. First, I have an insanely high cortisol
I cried when Valerie Harper died. It felt like losing a mother, a sister, a mentor, a friend. I met her just once – I had an on-air gig
You want to be successful. You want to have an impact. You want to uniquely provide unique value. You want to be special and useful. Maybe you want to