The gift I received in California.

The gift I received in California.

My post today was going to be about my adventure as I find myself at this ridiculously gorgeous resort in California celebrating my 52nd birthday along with my newly found singlehood and freedom!

I was gonna talk about how important it is to celebrate yourself (because that is the theme this month!), or how the (super cute) chef made my food specifically for my protocol and then came out to chat (aka flirt) with me for what seemed ages...

But then at dinner tonight, as I was finishing up, I met Deb and Scott.

Deb just leaned over and started chatting with me. And then for the next two hours, we all chatted about so much and I walked away so fulfilled and happy and realized that this was exactly what I needed this evening.

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How about we f’n SPARKLE instead?

How about we f’n SPARKLE instead?

This past weekend, I received at least a dozen private messages telling me that it was female blackout day the following day and said this: “Tomorrow, female blackout from 8:00 a.m. to 9:00 p.m. It’s a movement to show what the world might be like without women. Your profile photo should just be a black square so that men wonder where the women are. Pass it only to women ... It's for a project against domestic abuse. It is no joke. Share it.”

And yes I understood the purpose behind it (even though it was vague and had no date or a major group behind the campaign) but I figured maybe it was legin. But that didn’t mean I had to support it because the language just didn’t sit right with me.

And I’m a survivor of domestic violence myself and so I get it. But I kept asking myself,  WHY does it matter that men wonder where we are!? I want women NOT to have to worry about what men think of us and instead show our own selves that we matter!!!

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Tell Your Mean Girl to STFU

Tell Your Mean Girl to STFU

Every time I meet a woman for a photo shoot, the first thing I hear from her is a list of what is “wrong” with her.

Have you noticed that “ego feed” that pops into your brain throughout the day? That mean girl voice that show up on most days and that voices things that you would never say to anyone else?

Well, I would hear that all the time. The more I heard these unkind words of self-loathing, the more I would remember feeling that way about myself. It was like looking into a mirror, and it just made me sad.

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