No one loves vanilla ice cream. There, I said it. Everyone likes vanilla ice cream, it’s safe. It’s dependable, it goes with everything and no one turns it down if it’s offered to them. Pistachio ice cream though? You love it or loathe it, but if you love it, you’ll drive across town to get your hands on it...
If there’s ever a phrase I use when talking about hygge that connects deeply, it’s this one. As Mother’s Day is on the horizon and it evokes a complex mix of emotions, I wanted to dig into the idea of mothering yourself.
This was the overriding feeling of my year of visibility.
I felt dangerously exposed and uncomfortable, which meant it was hard to sustain long periods of visibility. Yet playing bigger was exhilarating.
I love extended metaphors, so bear with me on this...
