JVN says this, sassily, to a freshly styled and confident Queer Eye guest of honor. He was joking, sure, but it makes me think about the idea that a lot of us want someone to give us permission, to validate our choices, to nod in approval at our plans. And you know what? That’s dumb.... Continue Reading →
I thought, for a second, I want to do that. But I also thought, No, I don’t. Not now, anyway. Interesting what you hear when you listen to yourself. I turned to my mom, and before I said anything, she said, “I’m going to do that.” She heard the same first part of the voice— but not the second. Oh, mom. You get it. You can do it.
What’s your relationship with running like these days? Mine has been really chill this past year— I haven’t been training for something, I haven’t been chasing a goal, or running fast (not that I was ever fast). The last race I ran was a 10k in January of 2018 (!?). But I’ve been out there.
I’m 36, as of today! I don’t know why we all have such a fixation on age (like how we always need to know how old the person who wrote the embarrassing story in seventeen magazine is, or the entrepreneur who’s profiled in the style section?). But it’s pretty drummed in. Anti-aging breakthrough technology. 40... Continue Reading →