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Help! My Elevator Pitch is Falling (Seriously) Flat Chested.
There’s this collective group groan that happens when the words, “elevator pitch” are spoken. (For the record, it sounds like: gggggeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrduuuurrrrrruhhhhhhSPLAT.) In my experience, this is...
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Networking Event? Try This Creative Approach to Introducing Yourself.
Are these people on crack? It was the first thought that came to mind as I read this Inc. article that advises you to take your glass of warm Yellowtail, roll up to a stranger at a networking event...
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[New!] UNF*CKWITHABLE GIRLFRIENDS
If you are a woman, I want you to raise your fucking hand. If you’re going through some shit, I want you to raise it even higher. If you’re out here going HARD to make it—if you’re finally starting...
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Create & Offer What YOU’D Want to Buy.
“THAT’S GENIUS!” said a lot of really sweet people really big brown nosers after the launch of Unf*ckwithable Girlfriends last week. Except they weren’t giving me the compliment because of what it...
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There’s So Much Drama Around EVERYTHING.
There is so much drama. Around. Everything. I hear it everywhere. In emails. In tweets. In friend’s secrets. In whispers across the internet. Should I launch this? But what about that? What if I fail?...
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90-Minute Creative Naming Workshop: This Monday!
You need a brilliant name. For your business. For your service. For your product, your book, your BIG IDEA. And you’re stressing yourself out about it (big time), because everyone knows that the name...
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What if My Customers Aren’t All the Same? How Do I Appeal to Multiple...
SELLING YOUR STUFF TO OTHER HUMANS IS HARD. (Caps required.) It’s hard for a number of reasons, but one of the biggest reasons is because nobody really knows what to say. We’re all filled with a...
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The Key to Fooling Everyone Into Thinking You’re a Natural at Public Speaking...
“How many pisco sours have you had?!?!?!” The words galloped out of my mouth when my best friend, M, asked me—the girl who spells god with a lowercase g and who has openly questioned the institution...
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How to Pitch Yourself On Paper the HUMAN Way (Or, Your Resume: A Horror Story)
“Why won’t you kiss me?” he had asked. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Didn’t he understand what I was going through? Didn’t he have the same worries?! He inched closer. I inched backward. I couldn’t kiss him. Not...
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The CEO might be her own boss, but she does not have to be her own bitch.
Being in business for yourself requires three things. A sense of discipline. A sense of self. And a motherfucking tube of lipstick. When you run a business, NOTHING about your workday looks like...
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We Desperately Need to Learn How to Be Mothers to Ourselves
New life rule: If your mother is dead, DO NOT GET ON FACEBOOK ON MOTHER’S DAY. Not that it’s not pleasant to see the resemblance between every friend I’ve ever made and the woman that birthed her...
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Do Something Brilliant With Your One Little Speck
You ever have a love hate relationship with an acronym? Take YOLO, for example. Are you as ambivalent about it as I am? Like, okay, in theory “you only live once” is true (two points), it’s an...
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Poets & Killers Get Rich
There are two groups of people: Poets & killers. The poets are running around with their heart placed firmly on their sleeve, hoping that if they do authentic work, it’ll sell itself. The killers,...
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Stop Peeing Apologies Down Your Leg: Instead of Saying “I’m Sorry,” Say...
I used to be a really nice person. I was the kind of person who would nod sweetly and enthusiastically, as if I had a permanent coating of cotton candy on my lips—even when I was seething inside....
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“Ding, Ding, Ding! You Can Have Fun Now!”
I’m going to England tomorrow. By which I mean I’m stepping inside a long metal torpedo and sitting my fat ass down on some murky blue pleather for an exact distance of 5,429 miles across a cold,...
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For a Long Time I Secretly Worried: What If I Was Screwing Everything Up?!
We’re on a transatlantic flight to London. I just bite into the kind of sausage one should never bite into, and now that we’re exactly 552 miles away from our destination, I realized that my eyes...
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A Dead Simple Way to Write a Creative Bio (Without Crying) (Or Wall Punching)...
Most people dread introducing themselves in general, but ask someone to introduce themselves in writing, and you’ve just added another unwelcome layer of pressure: Now you’ve got to WRITE WELL ON TOP...
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When You Feel Worthy of Being Seen…It Shows
Let me tell you what: American women may have Victoria’s Secret, but Italian women have another secret altogether. You know it by the way she holds her head a little higher than yours, eyes on fire,...
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Is Your Life *Actually* a Good One? Can You Even Decide? What Does Good Even...
It’s hilarious, really. You spent the first twenty years of your life worrying what the f*ck you were suppose to do on this planet—with your ONE BIG PRECIOUS LIFE that every other Pinterest poster...
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I was at Pulse Orlando.
“Wait,” the stranger said, running his fingers through my freshly cropped ‘do. He pulled a stray piece of hair from my face and carefully molded it back with his hands. “Now, girl, now, you’re ready...
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