When You're A Big Girl Like Me,

Be Crazy. Be Stupid. Be Silly. Be Weird. Be Whatever. Because Life Is Too Short To Be Anything But Happy

I Wake Up At 4:15 A.m., Get Some Coffee, Turn On The News, See What's Happening, Go Clickety-clack On The Web To See What I Missed Overnight. Then I Go To The Gym, Around 5:15, And I Do What Appears To Be A Very Light Workout, But Who Cares. I'm Socializing With Other Nice People At The Gym. Then I Go Into Work, And I'm Really Awake.

I Try To Live In A Little Bit Of My Own Joy And Not Let People Steal It Or Take It.

In New York City, You Can Walk Down The Street And See A Girl In A Trench Who Looks Equally As Cool As A Girl Wearing Lululemon. It's Like You're Watching Models. You See A Little Of Everything Right By You.

Weight Is Just Not A Hot Button. In Fact, During My Life, It Probably Should Have Been On My Radar Screen A Bit More. I Look Back At Work Photos And Am Shocked. Was I Eating The People I Was Interviewing?! Good Lord, I Was Big.