First off, Craig Ferguson does not photograph well. (And I realize that many people will disagree here, but I’m firm on that*.) So I’m using this still from the movie The Big Tease, in which he plays a gay hairdresser from Scotland (of all places), because I find the outfit hilarious. Right. Moving on, yesterday [...]
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Tag Archives: life’s rich pageant
Like Erin Brockovich, But With More Clothing*
9: number of years I’d been alive when I produced my first magazine; it was called Superkid! and featured completely fictional interviews with celebrities like Ricky Schroder and Christopher Reeve, as well as a fashion feature (in marker) on the return of miniskirts and the gorgeousness of cuffed suede booties 1: number of times I [...]
Now we are ten. Or thirteen.
Thirteen years ago today, Mr. Gibson and I became an item. Ten years ago today, we became husband and wife. I’ve learned a great deal from this long stint. For starters, aside from writing, being obnoxious and just plain existing, I’ve never done any one thing for this long. And who knew (maybe you did?), [...]
With nothing on my lips but Hallelujah
So far this has been a year of movement, speed, distance, breadth and depth. Which is to say: it’s been a hell of a ride, and I am giddy kind of all the time these days. My life is hardly recognizable from what it was even six months ago. And I spend a lot of [...]
5 Things I’ll Do Differently Now
Last Friday’s group FireStarter session really did light a fire under me. (Never let it be said that there is no truth in advertising.) I’ve never before shared such an intimate space and purpose with so many inspiring people. It was as exhilarating as it was humbling, and one of the best things about it [...]
Marketers, take note.
The Lad: Please look on YouTube for a little boy in a bear costume playing with a little kitten who’s playing with a little kitten car. And the little boy speaks English with the little kitten who’s playing with the little kitten car. My mom: Did you just make all that up? The Lad: Yeah.
It matters.
(Originally posted on February 29, 2009) This afternoon I was rude to the security guard at the front gate of my condo complex. I had broken my don’t-let-yourself-get-hungry rule, had left the house two hours prior for a hair appointment that had to be rescheduled due to my having been caught in traffic, and had [...]
