There is something about reading stories of New Yorkers walking for hours to get to work as if that’s just what you do that has struck me hard. It’s ridiculously inspiring. That is what you do. You just get it done.
So, given the absolute luxuries I have… in comparison… what feats could I be accomplishing instead of chasing after ridiculous comforts no one really needs?
I’m streamlining in massive ways.
I’ll always be a glam girl with eccentric, Hollywood desires. I spend just about every night purveying decadence. It’s how I make a living. But there is a way to remain well ensconced in that world more intelligently.