• 23rd July
    2014
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In Good and Fast Company

I love sharing good news about my world-changing, boat rocking, girlfriends. Today, the yoga-practicing, photo-snapping, jedi-in-training, former Wharton classmate and B-School Babe Natasha Awasthi was featured in Fast Company. She talks about how moonlighting can help you to find your passion.

Natasha is aaamaazing and one of my favorite people. You’ll see why.

Check out the article here.

  • 22nd July
    2014
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Don’t you just love men with big hearts… especially when they’re gorgeous and great with kids. <3

Brazilian model Alexandre Cunha was paired with a three-year-old moptop to showcase Smalto’s matching child-sized and adult tuxedos. Unfortunately, while the pressure of performing didn’t faze the buff Brazilian, his partner broke down in tears as they were striding the catwalk:

Once, I was supposed to close a show with a 3-year-old kid and we both had matching outfits. During rehearsal, everything went as planned, but on the day of the show he started crying halfway down the runway, so in my head I thought, “What am I supposed to do?!” I ended up picking him up and I carried him to the end of the runway.

(via juliamlu)

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    2014
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  • 28th May
    2014
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Still I Rise

Maya Angelou 1928-2014, a goddess

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

  • 20th May
    2014
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    2014
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Today, let&#8217;s #celebrate all the women in our lives who serve as mothers: nurturers, loving guides and friends&#8230;I&#8217;m grateful for my own amazing mother who is now a fantastic and stylish grandmother! And let&#8217;s not forget those who have honored us with this title - our partners and our children, who inspire us to love more deeply everyday. I would not be a #mom without my two Serges (and the baby on the way). #HappyMothersDay #ThanksMom #Blessed

Today, let’s #celebrate all the women in our lives who serve as mothers: nurturers, loving guides and friends…I’m grateful for my own amazing mother who is now a fantastic and stylish grandmother! And let’s not forget those who have honored us with this title - our partners and our children, who inspire us to love more deeply everyday. I would not be a #mom without my two Serges (and the baby on the way). #HappyMothersDay #ThanksMom #Blessed