My gut instinct is a petty little asshole. He blares warning signs to me (similar to what I think an impending nuclear strike warning would be like — alarms, flashing lights, people running and screaming in every direction). And then, when I don’t listen, he screams, “I TOLD YOU SO” at the top of his…

When I found myself awake at 3 am the other night, I decided to check a few things off the old ‘to do’ list. I emailed an optometrist to book an eye appointment, sent a note to a florist to see about a bouquet for a friend’s birthday, and put in an order at a…

I’m not a fan of the banquet. Or the cruise. Or even the traditional wedding. Ugh. In fact, my definition of hell might be sitting at a big round table, surrounded by strangers, and listening to speeches. But as grown ups we are called upon to do things we aren’t crazy about doing. So a…

I’m conflicted. Does hard work combined with the unprecedented need to be turned on 24/7 kill creativity or demand it? It’s a big question and one that’s hard for me to answer after a grueling month of tackling new and challenging projects. But I’m going to try. Over this past month while I’ve been scaling…

Confession: I am obsessed with the dress. I can’t get enough. I Google it every few hours to see what colour it’s going to be (blue and black for the moment). I read my friend’s Facebook posts, devour what the media and neuroscientists have to say and, yes, I know what colour Rob Lowe and…

Are you guilty of having a horrible website? If you answered yes, you’re in good company. The internet is littered with horrible websites. Badly designed, terribly written, clichéd, hard to use… Frankly, up until August 2014 I was guilty. My website was ugly and uncompelling. I think Horrible Website Syndrome comes from the panic we…