… but I didn’t have a drunk father.
I’m very excited to be the first guest on a brand new podcast: Smart, Funny Tortured with host Paul Chamberlain.
Compared to a year ago, the scene on the streets and in restaurants, parks and other parts of New York City is infinitely brighter. Hope is here, and we’re gonna be okay.
My prescribed sartorial on-camera upgrade for podcast host, writer, professor, emergent prince of all media and my future ex-boyfriend, Scott Galloway.
As I sit here writing this, alone, in the middle of one of the scariest periods in our lifetime, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world.
Especially in this time of unparalleled uncertainty, a crisp white dress shirt, a tailored jacket and a pair of polished wingtips can help remind me that all civilization is not necessarily lost and maybe even still worth celebrating a bit. Sweatpants don’t do that for me.