My obvious happiness and open, sharing nature made me vulnerable to people with ulterior motives.

Interns can be hard on me and I'm hard on them. They have no experience and I have little patience when they don't know how to address an envelope or can't put a date in the calendar properly (I mean literally, like with the right floor number or proper cross streets).

One's heritage and roots is something to be proud of and cherished.

My ex and I were devastated in 2004 when I miscarried my second. It was the first of many disappointments to come for me after a life so blessed.

Luxury and elegance can be affordable, and I think a MUST!

I lost my second pregnancy.