What Do You Want to Be When You Grow Up?

A model. I want to be a model. That was me at 6 years old, because I thought I could sit still and smile all day and get paid. Nevermind that you have to, you know, be tall (I never made it past 5’6”), and walk without looking like a drunk duck (I have a wonky knee...

Age 21 vs. Age 40

Friday, Then and Now 7:00 a.m. Age 21 – Sleeping.  Age 40 – Inhaling your second cup of coffee while packing your kids’ lunches (wait, whose class can’t have peanut butter?), letting the dog out, searching for your mascara, googling whether...

I’m Vintage, Baby

In the land of new mothers, I am a dinosaur. Actually, I like to think of myself as vintage. Like the Louis Vuitton fanny pack your grandma might have owned, now only available through a Sotheby’s auction. That bag and I have been through wars (WWII and 17 hours of...

Dear Younger Self

Hey Babe, listen up.  Be nice to your sister. She will become your best friend.  When Pilates becomes a thing, start doing it immediately. You will develop cellulite at age 13, and that sh*t is permanent. Put. That. Cigarette. Down.  Work at maintaining your...