Time Out - Me
Where should I begin?
My dad’s name is Darrell, my mom’s name is Shirley and I am an only child.
I am also an Indian giver — just ask any of my friends. My smile is big, my heart is bigger and I live for a good time.
I’m at a restaurant on the upper Westside tonight and engaged in conversation with an amazing woman. She’s taller than me, her hair is simple and she’s more J Crew where as I am more Versace. But her strength, confidence, heart and inner beauty make it possible for us to see eye to eye.
I am amazing because amazing women surround me. I am me because of all of the gifts I have been granted. Alas, I’ve experienced what loneliness feels like but I have never lived as a lonely woman because I am my own biggest fan. My thoughts are my audience. I learned to own me, to preach me and solely subscribe to me.
And although it sounds selfish it’s not…
My wish is that every girl subscribes to herself.