Though my parents assured me over and over again that I wasn't stupid or slow, I sensed that my dyslexia was now a stigma on all of us.
Carre OtisI was born in 1968, just eighteen months after my sister Chrisse and just one year after Dad passed the bar exam.
Carre OtisI was in a sushi bar and it dawned on me - how could I discriminate between a cow and a fish?
Carre OtisMotherhood has brought me many joys and insights, but the new perspective it granted me on the role I had inadvertently played in young women's lives for the 2 decades I spent in the modeling industry was downright sobering.
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