Slow Chew: Black Dress
I love clothes. I mean I really LOVE clothes. I love fabrics, textures and natural fibers so much I can taste them. I dream about clothes, and wake up with ideas for new outfits. It must be in my DNA.
Slow Chew: Born Creative
My dear friend Gail is highly creative and imminently talented. She can turn a barren half acre of land into a landscape to rival the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, one of the seven ancient wonders of the world.
Slow Chew: Guess Who’s Coming to Lunch?
My friend Richard (not his real name, you’ll see why) has a thriving firm in the nation’s capital. His offices are in a modern building with fine art and eclectic architecture, bamboo flooring , brightly colored plush seating, lots of windows and glass partitions with natural light streaming in.
Slow Chew: You’re the Cause, But You’re Not to Blame
What I am about to say may be tough to hear. But here’s something to chew on: whatever is happening in our lives, whatever circumstances we find ourselves in, we are the cause. We are not to blame; it’s not our fault and this is not an accusation.
Slow Chew: A Life Changing (Mental) Diet
Recently, I’ve begun an internal inquiry into the origins of self-esteem. I, like most people, have several areas of my life where I am supremely or at least sufficiently confident. So confident in fact, that performing excellently in those ways is second nature and always fun.