Be Your Own Valentine
It’s funny how a Hallmark holiday can bring up so many feelings for people – ebbing and flowing from the lovey dovey to the lonesome.
It’s funny how a Hallmark holiday can bring up so many feelings for people – ebbing and flowing from the lovey dovey to the lonesome.
Hook, line and sinker, I am such a sucker for Valentine’s Day. Without fail, every February 14th, I wake up feeling like I’m immersed in a Robert Doisneau photo, waiting with bated breath to be dipped into a kiss.
A poem that has long stayed with me—for inspiration, clarification, and the ultimate food for thought. It was actually an episode of Oprah’s Master Class with Morgan Freeman where I heard him quote this for the first time.
In the event that you’re having a case of the Mondays, wellness guru, Heather Dorak, is here to remind you how to reframe your thinking to ensure you maximize every single day.
This past Sunday, men and women around the world celebrated, honored, and championed gender equality on the much anticipated International Women’s Day. I was in London to support Emma Watson in her HeforShe Initiative for UN Women.
When my castmate and friend, Gabriel Macht, suggested that I camper van through New Zealand, I paused ever so slightly (thinking “Could I campervan? Should I campervan? Am I a campervanning girl?”) before saying yes. Which quickly evolved into a resounding yes.
Gwyneth Paltrow sings his praises. As does designer Rachel Roy, spiritual & self empowerment guru, Marianne Williamson, and countless other names that you would find recognizable or not.
Sometimes you see someone from afar and you feel intimated. They are too pretty, too polished, too cool…and it unnerves you. At least it does to me, because I still feel like a little freckled face child most of the time who happens to play dress up for a living.
Everything about stylist-extrodinaire Elizabeth Saltzman is quintessentially New York— from her her boho-meets-Jackie-O style to her decades-long career atop the masthead of the industry’s most lauded magazines (here’s looking at you, Vogue and Vanity Fair).
When I walked into Grand Central Station to meet Lauren Bush Lauren, I spotted her FEED bag before I spotted her. It’s from the same collection of sack bags and purses that I’ve carried to set every day for four seasons of filming Suits, toting my script and laptop, knowing that a child is fed for one year because that bag was purchased.