I just spent 20 minutes on the phone with Ugg Australia hammering them with questions about where they source their sheepskins and what standards they have in place for the ethical treatment of animals.
Why?
Because a dear, dear friend gave me a pair of Ugg boots for Christmas.
Yep, Uggs. Made from sheepskin. And as you all know by now, I don’t wear fur.
Since my friend knows…
While on my way to LAX on Friday to catch a flight to Santa Clara for the first Experts Industry Association Conference, I witnessed the most extraordinary sight.
As I braked for the stop sign at the intersection of Las Palmas and Barton, right in front of Barton Middle School, I witnessed a man doing the Snoopy Happy Dance.
There he was, in the middle of the…
When we talk about someone who’s “on the fringe,” we’re referring to someone far out there near the very edge, on the periphery. Maybe they’re on the fringe of a personal breakthrough, on the fringe of stardom, on the fringe of madness, or on the fringe of a world-changing idea or scientific discovery.
But being on the fringe can be a very lonely, scary and uncomfortable…
I woke up this morning feeling like I was hit by a truck.
Oh, that’s right, I was.
Yesterday I was rear-ended on the 101 Freeway by a Chevy Trailblazer that pushed me straight into the Prius in front of me.
A car sandwich, let’s call it, with me and my Honda as the center fixings.
And when you realize you’re being hit, you know you can’t do anything…
Back in the seventh grade, I remember being the only person in my class who could correctly spell and define epaulettes. I remember this so clearly because it was the same day that W.B. first noticed me and spontaneously invited me to the Spring Dance.
And while you’d think that a girl who knew her epaulettes would somehow recognize that a career in fashion was in…
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