There is nothing I hate more than being told to smile. Actually, I take that back. There’s much I hate more than that. Like when the cat yaks a hairball onto the freshly washed down comforter. Or when someone cuts me off and then takes the parking spot I had my...
An amazing thing happened just moments before I stepped onto the conference stage… I did a final wardrobe check — necklace not brushing against the microphone, belt straight and secure, back of dress not errantly flapping upwards and exposing my behind...
