I have now spent over a year trying to figure where in the workplace I belong.
Models are back to what they were in the '70s: clothes hangers.
Beauty can get a woman what she wants: love and money. But when beauty leaves you, so can the things it brought.
I have worked every day since the age of fifteen, supporting not only myself, but also helping a sizable family when needed.
Nothing ages as poorly as a beautiful woman's ego.
My boyfriend thinks I lost my true calling to be a librarian.