The Blind Man, The Espresso and The Pervert
‘I want to f**k you…..I want to f**k you…’ whispered a man’s voice, I froze and quickly covered myself up. Was I imagining this? Would…
‘I want to f**k you…..I want to f**k you…’ whispered a man’s voice, I froze and quickly covered myself up. Was I imagining this? Would…
I was feeling highly sensitive and not my normal self. I had LA friends who had booked plane tickets to come and stay with me in…
And no, I am not referring to Burning Man… Practicum: ‘a course of study for teachers, doctors, nurses, etc., that involves actually working in the…
I was talking to a friend last week who is struggling with holding down a romantic relationship and placing the blame on herself for ‘not being…
I must admit to you, I was a little reluctant to start this blog as I was ready to have a break from all things Chic.…
When I was in New York in 2013, I had the realization that I no longer wanted to be running a fashion business. I then went…